Pathetic boy, staring across the way.
Pathetic boy, won't even say 'hey'.
Pathetic boy, just gonna stare.
He seems obsessbed, but no one cares.
He needs a life.
Or maybe, just a knife.
Slit his throat, no more breath.
Steal his life, like a theft.
Laugh so long, while we watch him bleed.
He gasps, his lasts words left:
'A few friends is all I need.'
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