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John, you ass
Get off the shitter
I’m trying to bang your babysitter
But she wants me to wash it first
She had some hairspray in her purse
But it was sticky and made it worse
This roommate thing’s a fucking curse

One day I’ll have a house with a fucking power shower
Stay under that thing for a fortnight and an hour
No paper thin walls where I can hear the neighbor cough
No cheap landlady to cut the power off

I was dead for fourteen billion years
And the one life I get is like this
Are you kidding me?
Get over here and pity me

I don’t feel it but they tell me that I’m young
They say at twenty-two your life ain’t even begun
But no one likes you when you’re twenty-three

The weeks fly by so fast, yo
The future’s in the past, no
The days eat each other
Offer some Tabasco

Develop freaky habits that make normal people hurl
Did my brain turn to mush binge-watching „Gossip Girl”
Or slothing with „Victorious”
Tori Vega – glorious

Flinching like an epileptic
Testing the heart’s endurance
Scouting for a uniform to offer reassurance
This is too dark, even for me
Triple espresso, no froth
I’m a trembling loaded gun
And someone left the safety off

Languished in anguish
No knife to brandish

I don’t want to be a neurotic mess
With irrational fears
Sitting in a dark room
Planning five careers
Wondering for the millionth time
How he got in this position
If the rap shit doesn’t work
I’ll become a mortician

If my books turn out to be the worst they’ve ever read
I’ll erase my whole trail
Do something else instead

How do you quench an unquenchable thirst?
Will my payments of pain be reimbursed?

Boredom
Paranoia
Built a fortress of solitude

There’s hope for you yet, son
Cut the fucking attitude
One period of weakness doesn’t cancel out the rest

Every time you feel like you’re running out of steam
I’ll be on the sidelines shouting „Go team!”

Mister Fantastic
Eats his Babybels with the plastic
Wax
Whatever that is
I’m off beat
Buzz single
Bring the heat

Could try to climb to the top
Talk about a thrift shop
Make patronizing pop
Disguised as hip hop
But I refuse
Your favorite rapper’s muse

Stay on top
Drop, never flop
Chamber Hop
Witch Please

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