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Maybe it's not funny but it's true
No one here's surprised but you
Embellish it, the truth is you're a slave
Addicted to it's escalating
And your love story's bad
Drama makes you livid
And the nervous way you laugh
I'm fresh out of advice
And sick of standing in this harms way
Interstate, in debate, an impasse
Driving out of hope and gas
Arriving at the same mute conclusion
This destination failure
This is going, going
Nowhere slow
Drama is exhausting and I'd rather be alone
I want better friends
I'm sick of getting into harms way
And so are they
Sick of being around something
That's destined to fail
And the sum of it's parts cannot see
They make me hat life, hate friends,
Hate being there
Iknow, that it's not funny but it's true
No one gives a shit but you
Maybe I'll just swallow all these thoughts
Maybe someday you'll stop
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