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What a son of a bitch, I know that's me

We're not hard to fool, filled with ecstacy

I'm having dreams again, who cares

I've made a mess, and I can't clean it up

I feel like a piece of shit

You're doing great, keep spreading hate

I'll give you a big thumbs up and I'll walk away

Nothing is going wrong, and yet my head hurts

And I can't tell what is right from wrong