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I NEVER ADVERTISE THIS SHIT. This is hauntedwhisper's "songs she likes" blog

He pinky promised; I don't think he's honest.

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Some days I just wanna up and call it quits,
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits,
My life's like one great big ball of shit,
If I could just put it all in to all I spit,
Instead I always try to swallow it,
Instead of staring at this wall and shit,
While I sit-- writers block-- sick of all this shit,
Can't call it shit.
All I know is I'm about to hit the wall,
If I have to see another one of ~~mom~~'s alcoholic fits,
This is it, last straw, that’s all, that’s it.

I'm about to tear shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm a make your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, I'm a tell you who I be,
I'm a make you hate me cause you ain't me.
You wait, it ain't to late to finally see,
What you close minded fucks were to blind to see.
Whoever finds me, is gonna get a finders fee.
Out this world and ain't no one out their mind as me.
You need peace of mind? Here's a piece of mine.
All I need's a line, but sometimes,
I don't always find the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm really feeling at that time.

I'm desperate at my desk, if I could just get the rest
of this shit off my chest again.
Stuck in this slump,
Can't think of nothing.
Fuck, I'm stumped,
But wait here comes something-- NOPE.
It's not good enough, scribble it out, new pad,
Crinkle it up and throw that shit out.

I'm afraid, but why am I afraid?

Fuck this clock, I'm a make them eat this watch.
Don't believe me? Watch.
I'm a win this race,
and I'm a come back and rub my shit in your face, BITCH.
I found my niche, you gonna hear my voice,
Till you sick of it --you ain't gonna have a choice.