I hate you.
I loathe your existence.
I loathe your existence.
You're piling shit on shit.
Become a fucking plumber, would you?
Become a fucking plumber, would you?
I'm really getting tired of it all.
I'm glad I'm alive.
I'm glad I'm alive.
But you need to go fucking get smacked in the face again.
Asshole.
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