Talking to Myself Pt.3


I see you packing, I know they’re making you leave
I know times like these make you question the God you believe
You know this all your fault, you know you failed
I don’t have tell you that, you had a future and bailed
Now look at you looking pathetic and sad
Do you want me to shut up, am I making you mad
Maybe you should pray, maybe the Good Lord will hear you today
Maybe if you beg and cry hard enough they’ll let you stay
You’re pathetic, why did I have to be you
Why is everything I’m saying so brutally true
Congratulations, you’ve killed me and yourself
Next time take my advice and go get some God damn help


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