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Lirieke: AFI. Very Proud of Ya. Soap-box Derby.

I'm not angry, I'm just amused at
Your quest for attention through your self abuse
The only response that you get for your plea
Is sorely less than sympathy

What reason is there to be alive?
When the world is against you, how can you survive?
All your friends are apathetic at best
And your entire life is a total mess
Give it fuckin' rest

Right

You can't, you can't feel me
Feel, I'm scarred so deep
No one could ever need me
Could you please leave me alone?

I'm sorry to hear that your world's sinking fast
That you've lost your stable ground
When I'm sorry to add to your disappointment
But I won't be brought down

Oh, I'm not angry, I'm just amused at
All the dramatics that you love to use
But one thing I have noticed that is strange to me
Is that you're not happy unless you're unhappy

You're not content until you're brought down
And you're always so alone because you can't be found
Your soul is black and you're filled with hate
Home much more can you possibly take?
Give me fuckin' break

You can't, you can't feel me
Feel, I'm scarred so deep
No one could ever need me
Could you please leave me alone?

You can't, you can't feel me
Feel, I'm scarred so deep
No one could ever need me
Could you please leave me alone?

I'm sorry to hear that your world's sinking fast
That you've lost your stable ground
When I'm sorry to add to your disappointment
But I won't be brought down