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She said, “My God, you’re almost 20, and you think you’ve done it all already?
How could you know where you haven’t been?
Temperance that you’ve always lacked
But moderation, as a matter of fact, is a virtue
Go on, tell the group one word to describe you
Introduce your name and face, your drug of choice
How you fell from grace and got right back up before it was too damn late
Do you hate the glass or do you hate your skin?
Which world of yours are you living in tonight?
Which device, which route of demise, will you decide upon this time?
And your ego weighs you down, but you’re just a fucking kid
Christ, what did you do to think you deserve any of this?
Stop over-reacting, stop thinking of things, turn your eyes to the LED’s
Fight the melatonin with a shot of caffeine
Dream of ending it right here, and having your mother walk in
You wouldn’t feel a fucking thing and that’d be the end of it
And there’s nothing next, so you’d have no regret’s
It’ll be like a film where it’s black past the credits
And the best dressed at the funeral would be your best friend
Who’d never forget the thing that you said about faking your death when you were kids
Ah but fuck that, cause you’d be dead and there’s nothing next
Just let that unfold, until the credits roll
Is that the plan? Is that the best you have?”
Temperance that I’ve always lacked, yes
But moderation, as a matter of fact, is a not virtue
Come on, tell the group one word to describe you?
Patronisingly cruel - oh, but that was two, alright
Immature and stuck in my youth, afraid to see things through
Impulsive, explosive, obsessive-compulsive, what more could I possible admit to?
Well, what’s the term for a writer who misconstrues her own life in a desperate attempt to self therapise?
Redirects the blame to explain her vice, her worst mistake in life; her nihilistic side,
And she’s always right, but she could never quite wrap her mind around mortality despite doing the most she can to die in the shortest amount of time.
I’ll let that unfold until the credits roll
And that’s the plan, that’s the best I have
Because my God, I’m 20, is this the credits now, already?
How?
Oh no
