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Self-loathing[and self-explanitory]
The title means I hate myself.

I am Sean's sick brain, full of anxiety, I double as primer if you intend on painting a wall in fire-engine red with speckles of grey.

These are lyrics.

We have one chance
One chance...

To get everything right

We have one chance
One chance...

And if we're lucky we might

My friends, My habbits, My Family
They mean so much to me

I just don't think that it's right
I've seen so many ships sailing
Just heading back out again
And Go Off sinkin'

I'm just a box in a cage

Didn't mean to laugh
Didn't know i had
Didn't know the better part of what you said 'cause
In your head, you are...
Not home

Didn't get the joke
Didn't mean to poke another
Just to what...somethin somethin somethin somethin somethin or another?
Well walk on

I'm just a box in a cage

We have one chance
One chance...

To get everything right

My friends, My habbits, My Family
They mean so much to me
I just don't think that it's right
I've seen so many ships sailing
Just heading back out again
And Go Off sinkin'


This is the end of the post.

(this is the current music part)
Current Music : Modest Mouse - One Chance