I am stupid, ignorant,
and filthy sometimes,
Sometimes I am angry,
I am guilty sometimes.
Does this make me human?
Does this make me a man?
Does this helps me do things,
In ways that I can!
Working eight hours,
Paying out my bills,
I am secretly dying,
With few shocks, few chills.
Eating survival,
and breathing out pain,
Endlessly drifting,
in a bottomless drain.
Can this all be over,
Will I ever win,
Will this last forever,
Or is this just a dream.
and filthy sometimes,
Sometimes I am angry,
I am guilty sometimes.
Does this make me human?
Does this make me a man?
Does this helps me do things,
In ways that I can!
Working eight hours,
Paying out my bills,
I am secretly dying,
With few shocks, few chills.
Eating survival,
and breathing out pain,
Endlessly drifting,
in a bottomless drain.
Can this all be over,
Will I ever win,
Will this last forever,
Or is this just a dream.
Can this all be over,
Will I ever win?
How long I'd been counting,
My flaws and my Sin!
How long I'd been counting,
My flaws and my Sin!
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