In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
From the inside out
I am so fuckin' angry all the fuckin' time now. Fuck this life.
What's wrong, farmboy?
I can't catch a fuckin' break and my anger is fuckin' eating me alive, from the inside out. I can't do this any more.
Whoa, farmboy...
Whoa yourself. Don't fuckin' condescend to me, man.
I just want to help.
Find a way to let the fuckin' world turn my way, for once. That'll help.
Everything builds up and builds up and there ain't no relief. Well, fuck this shit. Give me drugs, get me a way out of here. I've fuckin' had enough, man.
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