.Get up!
I'm paranoid, I'm sick, I'm not myself.
I bottled up and drank the pain but it wouldn't stay down.
Now I've got nothing to give, nothing to say for myself.
I'm nothing more than worm food six feet under the ground.
Fuck!
Malice.
Malice.
Malice.
This is the .
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