Hey, I'm the one with no soul.
It's a Friday night, mum and dad have people here. I wish they didn't.
I'm feeling pretty shit at the times I do feel. All I want to do is go hide.
Time goes too slow. I need to get better so that I can get a job, live.
So now I sit in the lounge by myself, waiting for the end of the night.
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