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Graduating Life

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I’ve always stood on my two feet
I never thought that I could be
Someone who didn’t have a purpose
Or a good personality
I guess the church just fucked me up
When I was young, I used to love
Dreaming of what I might become
And how I’d never be alone

So if you’re hearing this, I don’t care
I’m fucking selfish, yeah, I swear
I’d always ask: What could I be?
No answer ever came back to me

Life is pointless
It is worthless
To try to impress anyone
'Cause they are the same
My life is pointless
And I'm worthless
I can never tell if I’m making progress
Making progress
Faking progress
Let’s be honest, I’ll never make it
Making progress
Faking progress
Let’s be honest, I’ll never make it
I'll never make it

So if you’re hearing this, I don’t care
I’m fucking selfish, yeah, I swear
I’d always ask: What could I be?
No answer ever came back to me
And if I end it all tonight
Would you please never ask why?
'Cause if you open your eyes
Hell is real, we have arrived