I really do hate life
It pisses me off
I want to stab life with a knife
Spitting out blood with a cough
Life always gives me bruises
It also gives me cuts
I always give excuses
I always give life cuffs
I try to control life bluffs
But things keep coming up
I don’t succeed with bluffs or cuffs
I succeed because I give life up with a fuss
I want to end my life
Stab myself with a knife
Life always gives me misery
Misery loves my company
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