Hit bottom

I've hit bottom

Hell yeah

I'm afraid

That every thing that I made

Will go unheard

And then if it's heard

Would become the butt of

Someone's evil joke

You don't understand my bullshit

You are not expected to at all

Slimy and gross

Straight from my inside to you

Ooh burnt out

I'm so burnt out

My personal war against evil

Is no real threat

To the bastards that fuck me up

But if I close my eyes and sing jibberish

It makes me feel better

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