Fuck
Miss you again
Lame I know.
Damn stupid.
I feel like banging my head on the wall, but always end up banging my fists instead.
To dear freaking feeling,
Just die, will you?
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"Oh, it's just me, myself and I, solo ride until I die, 'cause I got me for life. Oh I don't need a hand to hold, even when the night is cold, I got that fire in my soul. I don't need anything to get me through the night, except the beat that's in my heart. Yeah, it's keeping me alive. I don't need anything to make me satisfied, 'cause the music does me good and it gets me every time."
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