Текст песни A.F.I. Soap Box Derby

I'm not angry, I'm just amused at Your quest for attention through your Self-abuse. The only response that you get For your pleas is sorely less Than sympathy. What reason is there to be alive? When the word is against you How can you survive? All your friends are apathetic at best, And your entire life is a total mess. GIVE IT A FUCKING REST. You can't, you can't feel me, I'm scared so deep. No one could ever need me. Could you please leave me alone? I'm sorry to hear that your world's sinking fast And you've lost your stable ground And I'm sorry to add to your disappointment, But I won't be brought down. I'm not angry, I'm just amused at all the dramatics You love to use, but one thing I know is that You're not happy unless you're unhappy. You're not content until you're brought down, And you're always so alone because you Can't be found. Your soul is black and you're filled with hate. How much more could you possibly take? GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK.

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