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i think im going blind in the new year
all the Cool kids smoke cigarettes
worry about the death of their friends
but never their own
why even lie to me?

im hungover on Christmas
it gives the day a strawberry tilt

get rid of my goddamn fortune
ain’t ain’t ain’t ain’t
everyone tells me they’re living right
what are you doing with a balding skull
children so grey (or green)
they govern themselves
ain’t
I living it right