Last Bickerin

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I try and be calm,

I can't help if it all goes wrong,

You yell and scream,

Am I the problem,

I never would've guessed,

That I'm the reason for this mess,

Next time you yell and give me a bruise,

Out the door I will be,

Don't worry I'll leave you some booze,

Hope you go driving after the kick,

Cause only god knows who'd suck that dick,

You better hope it hits you hard,

Cause down the road with your guitar,

Play a tune from hell for me,

Don't worry,

I'll spread your ashes and say some words,

Over a cliff and about your ass,

Even your rat was nicer,

Give me a break or give me a gun,

Let the pain be done,

For I only hope,

That god has another story for me,

Cause this life I can't handle,

Give me another task,

Or I shall drink from his flask,

Sorry for the beautiful painting upon my wrist and wall,

Thanks for the knife you gave me that fall,

Help me it says,

For now I am dead, the gun in my hand,

The bullet in my head,

Hope he is gone,

Hope he doesn't hear me scream,

He never did before,

So why care now then,

Just live your life,

The way you did,

Hope I don't cause another bickerin.

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