Dark

No, I'm not okay actually, I'm fed up, sick of all this shit
People just wining all day long bring me down to the bottom of the pit

I feel so dark, nothing comes close to me

Sometimes I just want to say just shut the fuck up you wining bitch
Your lack of spirit and so-called empathy really make my fingers itch

I feel so dark, and nothing comes close to me

I hate your hanky-panky nonsense and all your so-called bleeding hearts
And all you people who say "it's okay to cry" just because you got dealt the wrong cards

I feel so fucking dark, and nothing comes close to me



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Writer(s): Jan Plenter
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