Miserable Life
Well I'm not pretty or good to the eye

Never left my room till 25

If I were happy would you punish me?

Tie me up and call it therapy



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Let me be your perfect scratching post

Your father, son and the holy ghost

They vie devotion, turn my back on me

Don't push me down and call me a woosy



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Miserable Life Depression!

Miserable Life Obsession!



You can't see me 'cause I'm wearing black