Think on Your Sins

Fuck dignity
I'll leave when it's done
Honestly
It's never, good enough
"I'm failing every, one I admire"
I'm surrounded, by liars
Think on your sins
I dwell on mine
Every moment, waiting for my time
I am no one, and I am nothing
I am no one, forever nothing

I don't remember much
It's the hand I dealt myself
Never longed for death
To come sooner, then I do now
I'm bones in a fucking box
Six feet in the ground
How precious life is
How precious it's not
No one else has ever
Given it more thought
I wish that I was happy
But I guess that can wait



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