Can I Go Home Now can i go home now i'm really tired and frankly i don't care how backed up we are i'm not really in the mood to hear your reasons for shit they don't matter none of THIS matters what matters is my family and my non-existant boyfriend and the little kitten i wanna get the more you try to chain me to this hell the more i want to pull away and run i'm starving for something besides pushing this paper around it's just waste not really needed by anybody in the world and some psycho has stuck value on it screaming at me to make it important it makes me feel impotent and worthless |
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