I hardly ever listen because it's all a lie. Almost everything is a waste of time. I never really care and I never really try. It never really matters so, whatever, nevermind. I'm mostly kind of holy, but that's half a lie. I've got a pretty clean heart, but a dirty mind. Got a foot in the gutter and the other in the light. I was born all wrong but I'm dying alright. I'm a hard luck kid so why even try? I'm a nowhere bum. I'm dumb. I don't mind. Nothing really happens if you think it might. And nothing really changes when you change your mind. I try to shake it off, try to get alive, but, really, I'm okay kind of getting by. I'm a hard luck kid so why even try? I'm a nowhere bum. I'm dumb. I don't mind.
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