No Love For Me

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I just wanna get faded and write
I just want them to tell me I was right
Up till the sun comes up writing my confessions
Here every night is like a session
Depressing music and a room full of smoke
I’m a tortured soul foreal, it’s not joke
I’m the worst but greatest poet you know
The guy that can forgive or let go
All these cries for help but no one to save me
So crack open another bottle and continue to hate me

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