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Get out of my brain Get out of my heart Trying to rid myself of you Is like demanding world peace How can I be at peace When I still hate you? ..

I count my breaths I take a good look around I read, I write, I wait Sometimes I cry in bed at night Sometimes I f**k a complete stranger I..

Is there even an original thought left anymore?

Some sappy bullshit

I wrote this on a plane, 7 vodkas deep.

This is the process of some bullshit I used to go through.

I wrote this drunk in a bar about my best friend.