Nice To Dream, Isn't It

Nice to dream, isn't it?
No life's not that shit
You're just stuck in that pit
So shut the fuck up, you little shit

You don't care for the world
Nor about that stupid girl
Pushed away all your friends
Now you think it's the end

Well why don't you take a minute, to look at yourself?
The fuck is this supposed to be, a cry for help?
Why do you insist on hurting me?
All I want for you is to be happy

Son I want you to know
I was completely wrong
In sadness, I wallow
That's cuz soon, I'll be gone

Make sure you're real sad
Think of what we could've had
Everything is going bad
You're losing your first dad

My shits fucked up real bad son
Don't you know that?
This fucked up ole heart of mine
Needs fixin' stat
I've been takin' drugs a lot son
They'll help, they will
They've been in my life so long
I doubt they'll kill



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Writer(s): Evangeline Shadden
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