Love eludes me for I elude looks
Someone tell me why I own so many books
On pacifists I am on a precipice
And I need a pugilist to f*ck me up
Peace eludes me for I exude this
Ugly energy such neggy energy
I don't recall the final blow
No matter so long as the show
Entertained and I'm in pain then I'll take the L
Hates consumes me for I allow it to
Hotly pursues me like those hot people don't
Woe is me and my money, warm bed and warm family
Can you even imagine such misery
Deaf to the screams
Of my dying dreams
I couldn't save them
I never really tried
I hate all the people
Who somehow achieved
Things that I wanted
How rude
Death acquaints me I go to fist bump him
But he goes for a handshake
Now I'm the one dying inside just a little bit
Chuff all this I'm sick of it
I take his hand and just as planned we travel on
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Love eludes me for I elude looks
Someone tell me why I own so many books
On pacifists I am on a precipice
And I need a pugilist to f*ck me up
Peace eludes me for I exude this
Ugly energy such neggy energy
I don't recall the final blow
No matter so long as the show
Entertained and I'm in pain then I'll take the L
Hates consumes me for I allow it to
Hotly pursues me like those hot people don't
Woe is me and my money, warm bed and warm family
Can you even imagine such misery
Deaf to the screams
Of my dying dreams
I couldn't save them
I never really tried
I hate all the people
Who somehow achieved
Things that I wanted
How rude
Death acquaints me I go to fist bump him
But he goes for a handshake
Now I'm the one dying inside just a little bit
Chuff all this I'm sick of it
I take his hand and just as planned we travel on
Someone tell me why I own so many books
On pacifists I am on a precipice
And I need a pugilist to f*ck me up
Peace eludes me for I exude this
Ugly energy such neggy energy
I don't recall the final blow
No matter so long as the show
Entertained and I'm in pain then I'll take the L
Hates consumes me for I allow it to
Hotly pursues me like those hot people don't
Woe is me and my money, warm bed and warm family
Can you even imagine such misery
Deaf to the screams
Of my dying dreams
I couldn't save them
I never really tried
I hate all the people
Who somehow achieved
Things that I wanted
How rude
Death acquaints me I go to fist bump him
But he goes for a handshake
Now I'm the one dying inside just a little bit
Chuff all this I'm sick of it
I take his hand and just as planned we travel on
Writer: Tom Beales
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