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Why I was put here

Why I was put here
Sometimes I think too much
but I feel a sharp pain in my belly

I bought a shot glass, I filled it up with soil
everyday i put in the sun and walk until my legs give in
I took it, and threw it against the street and a car ran over it

Sometimes I think too much
But I feel a sharp pain in my belly

Don’t ask me why because sometimes I need to runaway from me
Feeling empty inside and I can’t lift up my head

Why I was put here
It’s not a train wreck
but I feel a sharp pain in my belly

Don’t ask me why because sometimes I need to runaway from me
making sure you wrote it righ, therefore you need to runaway from me
Feeling empty inside and I can’t lift up my head
Feeling empty inside and I can’t lift up my head

I bought a shot glass, I filled it up with soil
everyday i put in the sun and walk until my legs give in

(I bought a shot glass, I filled it up with soil
I bought a shot glass, I filled it up with soil)
I bought a shot glass, I filled it up with soil
I bought a shot glass, I filled it up with soil
I bought a shot glass, I filled it up with soil