Lvl.2 Pidgey In A Masterball Songtext

I'm pretty sure I hate you
This epiphany, it came to me today
Amidst a fit of rage!
I wish that I could break you
And make you feel my hate
You're nothing more than a mistake

You're voice it echos
Off the walls of the cave that is my head
It makes me wish that I was dead!
Feed my addiction
By pouring liquor down my throat
Only hoping I can cope
And make it through another fucking day

The alcohol it helps me to pretend
That you don't think you're happier with him
Sometimes I wish the worst on you and all your friends
And hope that you all meet untimely ends

I never thought we'd be
Falling just like the leaves
From all of these dead trees

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