through the mess

I opened the door, tried to see through the mess
i fell on the floor, im the opposite to sucess
close the windows, pull down the curtains
leave me here to crawl, cuz i dont have wings
with her came the birds
with me came the disease
i just dont have a fucking reason to live
but i got thousands of reasons to kill
ive learned to live my life for the thrill
i can jump from planes or eat a pill

2007

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