2008 from Reflection by The Busters

I'll start abusing meth,
Or maybe I'll just sleep late in bed.
A god damned, fucking mess,
Is how I paint these events.

Maybe I'll cut my hair again,
Or perhaps I'll just get it dyed.
Or maybe I'll just die inside,
Can't kill what's never been alive.

I'm a fucking drama queen.
What the hell is wrong with me?
I can't help but feeling sorry for myself,
or anyone else that interacts with,
I'm a fucking drama queen.
What the hell is wrong with me?
I can't help but feeling sorry for myself,
or anyone else that,

I need a therapist,
or at least a few more friends.
But I can't retain them,
I lack trust and empathy.

Only when it's not about me,
Half of the shit I say is sorry.
Sounds like I want to die,
I but I swear, that I'm alright.

I'm a fucking drama queen.
What the hell is wrong with me?
I can't help but feeling sorry for myself,
or anyone else that interacts with,
I'm a fucking drama queen.
What the hell is wrong with me?
I can't help but feeling sorry for myself,
or anyone else that interacts with, me.

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