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Silence is golden,
Fuck you.
I want silence,
It's sold and,
Sent away.
It's gold,
And in the way.
I beg to hear my guitar scream,
I fuck with your minds,
I make you think.
Now next time someone tries,
To talk to me about my lies...
Remember this,
And all this shit.
Because you don't trust me,
I don't even trust myself.
I hate myself and I want to die, I need to die. No one will cry. Every goddamn time. So get over the lack of talking I do, the amount of time away from all of you. Because all of you piss my off. Because I'm desperate and distraught. Don't ask me another goddamn question about how I dress, or about my hair. Because I swear... I will hurt you.