Imagine that I can t be comforted at all
In pieces I went from crawling into a ball
Evidence, it s in my breathing every day
Less and less and less
Hey you - you wore me out
There was nothing left for anybody else
Listen you, you re the last little shit that anyone expected
Could put me through this
Yeah it s true
Turbulence, auto pilot to control
Down and down and down
And if he s there then I ll take my order to go
He shouldn t see, He shouldn t know
Hey you - you wore me out
There was nothing left for anybody else
And you, you re the last little shit that anyone expected
Could put me through this
Yeah fucker it s true
And over there in the corner of the room
Sat little Jack Horner in his gloom
Oh how you like it there
Na na na na na
Hey you- you slithered around while you ripped every vein out
And you - your once so charming self inflicted tortured act
It s a loser and a poser s tool
Hey you - you wore me out
There was nothing left for anybody else
And you, you re the last little shit that anyone expected
Could put me through this
Yeah fucker it s true
Imagine that
Imagine that

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