2.
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dirt
i have never felt such frustration
or lack of self control
i want you to kill me
and dig me under, I wanna live no more
one who doesnt care is one who shouldnt be
i ve tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
for me
i want to taste dirty, stinging pistol
in my mouth, on my tongue
i want you to scrape me from the walls
and go crazy like youve made me
you, you are so special
you have the talent to
make me feel like dirt
and you, you use your
talent to dig me under
and cover me with dirt
