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Life of a suburban kidExistentialismI ain't never care much for esoteric shitHe said "I ain't got no real thoughts"I could use some adderall in my green teaSome ice up in my soymilkI keep an angel on my shoulder devil in my headHe saidViolate the bounds of platitudeWho do I do it for?Who do I do it for?I hope I do it for youTry to fight the numbnessStill don't have an answerFigure when I die it will make senseMaybe God will answerUntil thenI'm drowning in this world of platitudeFeel like I'm drowning in this world of platitudeWhat do I do it for?What do I do it for?Maybe I do it for youBaby I do it for youLittle red man leaving my headLay around in my dreamsCome alive in my nightmaresIgnore my ramblesHoping that you hear meHoping that I'm heardIf your not carefulI'll take scissors to my mindScissors to my mindSnip snipTell me what you want from me yeahFor youTell me what you want from me yeahBaby I do it for youTell me what you want from me yeahFor youTell me what you want from me yeah
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