God if I don't scream out loud
I may just burst from inside
There is only so many times
That I can swallow my pride
There are only so many times
That I can get kicked around
So many times that I
Can climb back of the ground
Everybody is driving me insane
They are worms burrowing holes
In my tortured screaming brain
The Unlikely Poet
I may just burst from inside
There is only so many times
That I can swallow my pride
There are only so many times
That I can get kicked around
So many times that I
Can climb back of the ground
Everybody is driving me insane
They are worms burrowing holes
In my tortured screaming brain
The Unlikely Poet

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