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Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Shitty song of mine
Now I'm tired of writing songs about getting dumped, so I think I'll write some about getting sued.
It wasn't my fault, Your Honor.
Just because my fingerprints were on the handle and his blood was on the blade doesn't mean I stabbed him.
It just means he needs to watch where he's going and watch his damn step.
Because I will not cut my hair, paste my eyes, paint my smile for anyone but me.
Because I will not write you a love song when I'm seething with rage, compose a funeral dirge when I'm on cloud nine, or generalize when you snatched the song straight from my diary.
They won't play me on the radio because I won't play their game.
Now, I'm tired of hearing songs about being cheated on, so I think I'll write some about being treated on antihistamines.
Oh, if only I could just breath without always feeling like I'm falling asleep.
It's almost Summer break, so why can't the teachers give me one?
I'm on 10 CC's of Benadryl, what the hell are they giving me another 100 page review packet for?
Because I will not cut my hair, paste my eyes, paint my smile for anyone but me.
Because I will not write you a love song when I'm seething with rage, compose a funeral dirge when I'm on cloud nine, or generalize when you snatched the song straight from my diary.
They won't play me on the radio because I won't play their game.
Now I'm tired of writing songs about being suicidal, so I think I'll write some about being fucking crazy.
Doctor, how you doing? It's been a while since our last visit and it's good to be back.
What's that? You wanna put me on more Prozac?
But, doc, I'm fine, I swear.
The only reason I ran the entire way to LA naked was because the aliens injected my clothes and they tried to eat me.
No, really!
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