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She said to stop your drinking your making me sick so I fell on my face and I busted my lip hey mother tell father I cut my wrists while shaving again and I killed my best friend it seems like all the angels are crying for me it appears that they're really really scared of apathy but nothing really bothers me when I close my eyes no nothing really matters at all thirty-four ants on my living room floor schizophrenic don't panic your just bored I faked my death for the 2nd time this week it never works out right I always forget something eyes are swollen mind is blown somethings bothering me mom is crying God is dying somethings bothering me oh, no, momma hold my hands for the scary parts momma don't get hit in the face with my broken heart (Thanks to tara for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania