Spurned

See if I care if my fucking brains are splattered everywhere
I'm underqualified and ill-prepared
It's a serious situation with all the wrong ideations
So now I'm hanging on, to what's still here

All bark and no bite I guess I'm not willing to fight
I guess I'd rather sit here forevermore
Would it mean anymore if I'm dying on the bathroom floor
I know it doesn't matter, you wouldn't know - know

I'd given all I had to give and yet you'd spurn the hand that wanted to feed
Now there's nothing left, the wells run dry
Slogging through the day just to go home and fall asleep
Am I waking up, is it my turn to know - know



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Writer(s): Calvin Kelly
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