.Oh Lord I'm sick of myself
I'd rather bury it than carry it
I'm desperate for help
And barely sentient means just being me
Follow suit the destitute my modus operandi
A face that's marked by pallor means you're wasting away
So get a tan and raise your hands and take to feelin.
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