Theres this girl in my life her name is mary jane. I like to sit around and chill, she likes to do the same. She lets me use her, I let her use me. And when shes around I always feel free. She takes away the pain, destroys all the stress. If she ever left I'd turn into a mess. More than I am now 'cause im fucked up in the head. Wanna ask how? I hear things that get you put in a psycho room. My life feels like an episode of doom. These problems just mushroomed and grew out of proportion. Societies even fucked they do fuckin' abortions. Why should I stay, why not get rid of this instead. One bullet, one trigger boom your dead.

Jamey Davidson

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