up to late, playin' too many video games
it's funny how these flickering lights, get in your brain
they sustain, fuck the pain, fuck the sight that wants to wane
fuck that feeling you call drained
Fuck It Hard
FUCK FOR DAYS
fuck until that lust that fills you starts to die and decay
you hide from the light of day
disguised with pixels and play
smile with your mystical name
slow pissing all time away
struggle to stay awake
gettin' pale in the face
i guarantee you this,
those were Not "the days"
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