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Misanthropic Drunken Loner

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My breakfast was straight out the medicine cabinet
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A remedy for the aftermath of my habits
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Sometimes it's the ones who try to help
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That hurt the most
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I feel like we're playing tug of war and I'm the rope
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And I'm stretched to the limit
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But you keep on pulling
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And I'm gunna lose my goddamn mind, I'm gunna lose my mind
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I want to hide away in the back of a cave
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At the top of a mountain
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Where no one can hear me and no one can see me
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So I don't have to deal with them
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And they don't have to deal with me
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Cause relationships are overrated
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Maybe I'm just tired and jaded
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But I'm sorry I just like myself more than I like you
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So call me anit-social call it masturbation
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Either way it's a solo operation
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I'm just far more comfortable alone
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It appears that apathy
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Has gotten the best of me
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Cause I'm so tired of you talking my ear off
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About all your problems I just can't fix
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I don't appreciate this unwanted company
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And your constant chatter
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Reminds me why I'd rather you leave me be
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So call me anit-social call it masturbation
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Either way it's a solo operation
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I'm just far more comfortable alone
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Cause people are ugly and people are hateful
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Destructive and greedy
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We're proud and ungrateful
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The world would be so much better off without us
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So swallow a bullet
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Or a handful of pills
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We're all compost in training
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And there's graves left to fill
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We distract ourselves to make us feel like we're not just mistakes
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We distract ourselves to make us feel like we're not just mistakes
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It seems that everybody's always got a bone to pick
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A promise to break, never again will I make that mistake
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Of trusting anyone
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Trusting anyone
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Trusting anyone
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This is my misanthropic confession
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Human beings are a waste of breath and
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Don't think I excuse myself
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I'm an asshole just like you
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Cause people are ugly and people are hateful
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Destructive and greedy
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We're proud and ungrateful
Am                                                                    G                                            F  
The world would be so much better off without us
Am  
So swallow a bullet
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Or a handful of pills
Am                            G  
We're all compost in training
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And there's graves left to fill
Am                                                              G                                                                                      F  
We distract ourselves to make us feel like we're not just mistakes
Am                                                              G                                                                                      F  
We distract ourselves to make us feel like we're not just mistakes
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My breakfast was straight out the medicine cabinet