Disgrace from Acoustix by Serial Victim

Life is a mess God, I need a new one
I’m in distress but that’s not your problem.
Patience is running on empty
And a lot of bad ideas are starting to tempt me.
Need an excuse for how I ended up here
What’s the use I got no pride to lose
A loser I may be, but success makes people
just as unhappy.
If God is a myth and the world is mathematics
I guess I place my faith in the laws of statistics
They say that if I just wait it out
Some good will come eventually somehow
I’ve given serious thought if this life’s worth the struggle
Definitely not okay how am I going to end it.
I had it all planned out, I even wrote a note
Time for my great escape, I can’t wait to let go
When did I fall from grace and lay myself to waste
When did I take the bait and become just another fake

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