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Author: Coping Mechanism
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General/Angst - Reviews: 2 - Published: 10-09-07 - Updated: 10-09-07 - Complete - id:2424293
Drunk and depressedEmpty and alone
What good is porn, when you're empty inside?
The only one who ever checks to see if you're okay
Is your overweight, annoying, desperate, ex girlfriend
You lost your friends so fast, that all of a sudden you had none at all

You're not eating very healthily
You're not lifting like you used to
You're withering away
You're barely there at all
And it's sad for everyone else to see

Feeling sorry for yourself,
You've let your looks fall off
Cause what's the fucking point?
You never go out in public?
And no one would ever notice

Just do the world a favor...
Fall asleep
And never wake up
Earth will go on without you
Of that much I assure you

All those images of yourself
That you built up in your head
Stayed exactly where I said
Right there in your head
Everyone else thinks,
Correction, everyone else knows

That you're a fucking loser...
Yeah, you're a fucking loser...
That you're a fucking loser...
Yeah, you're a fucking loser...



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