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I still remember all of the times as a kid I threw all kinds of fits getting into all kinds of shit Through my parents into a haze They blamed everything on me anyways Here lately I've been feeling a little misplaced Got my hair hiding my face Keeping my hands tucked away Gotta keep my hand off of the blade Still to scared to make any change Honestly it feels just like a curse I'm gonna end up in the back of a herse