six cups of neocitran and i feel no pain sitting on the back porch outside in the cold rain chasing the cocaine walk the streets with no name look my nose change color like rudolph i m no saint no pain no gain told you i m no angel no rainbows or halos just lightning inhale boy how could i fail boy just tap me up another rail boy we don t ever do white with my shades on when the sun is too bright i got devious plans to introduce tonight so good at being bad i could never do right when i was younger i had to go on special meds in highschool the teachers put me in special ed and kids made fun of me and my temper went bad once smashed a kids skull until his head bled all over the dez they put me under arrest but the charges couldn t be pressed too young i guess doctor said i was depressed so more meds were suggested never in my life have i ever been accepted not even now you would have thought i had a greater life lots of friends popularity a smile on my face but i m still ducking the hate i ll cover in scrapes still trudging through the mud fucking stuck in this place i always knew i was a little bit off a little bit lost but always knew i could do whatever i wanted i always knew i was just a little bit haunted on the playground i was haunted anxiety problems and the kids call me more names and cause me more pain and every year that went by became more strange started braking into houses wasn t playing board games and all of a sudden one day the door rang it was one of the kids i ran with then he had a gun he pointed at my mom and said this is for your son if he tells the cops what happened then he s gonna get what s comin my mom was so scared she was sick to her stomach causing so much grief at all night i would spend those kids were just using me they weren t really my friends i thought i was being cool gangster like them guess i didn t know who i was i was trying to pretend 
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