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fiogf49gjkf0d fuck your attempts to make me feel like shit. i'm not here to make you feel good. you sit so self-ritcheous upon your throne spitting on those less than you. tell me what it means, fuck your elite: your punk rock shit, what the fuck have you seen. i'm not here to prove I'm hardcore as you. there's more here to say. there's more here to do...cuz' day by day it's harder to sift out the truth. Here's a call to arms. we need to unite in pursuit... was I naive to think we all lived in this world unsatisfied. we could survive maybe in some fucking suburban lie. give me ten reasons to stop fighting back. give me utopian love. you're so self-involved you hate everything else. exactly where did it go wrong. tell me what you've seen cuz' i'd like to see the expertise, play by play everything. tell me what is right. tell me what is wrong. I guess I'm not punk. i guess I'm not strong... taday you proved that no ones listening. today i lost faith for a second. i wont give in that easy. fuck your insight. I'm not here for you.
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