Busy
I'm busy
Trying to build a character
Someone to relate to
Someone to look up to
When your life time changes you
When no one appreciates you
Trying to do everything you can
But you never get a thank you
And god damn it's painful
And god damn it's shamful
My life is a mistake
I got a few friends
Most are really fake
Regardless of my past
I want to know what it'll take
To be able to sleep
Not have to stay awake
Wishing and hoping
I could get all my emotions
And send them down the lake
Having society only kill pain with more abuse
Abuse? yeah
Having to act cool hanging out with some dudes
Making you think
Fun is only when you use
You know, drinking some booze
Or smoking a joint
Lighting it up like a fuze
Society is the new Hitler
Trying to massacre us just like the Jews
But now the new victims are all the teens
With a messed up life
That have nothing to lose.
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