Indifferent to the world around me
I could not care less
The only time I don’t feel numb is
When I feel depressed
Liquor is my escape, I
Depend on it like air
Stopped trying to make a difference, now
I know the world’s not fair
To make sure I’m still living
Slit myself with a knife
Just discovered there’s no meaning
This is all there is to life
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