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The world crushes on my head,
This wretched warm cozy bead.
My sink pours out clean liquid...
Reminding me I wish I was dead.

The misery of having a roof above,
Free education plagues my mind,
This food is deliciously disgusting,
An original picture I am taking.

My lack of sickness sickens me,
My curse unfounded depression.
I'm so skinny that I'm obese,
Pampering is my tortures release.

Oh the toll an easy life takes on my soul,
Oh the toll an easy life takes on my soul,

A girl laughed at me yesterday, my life is over,
I messed up on a key when I played my guitar,
I just want to die... why is my life such a... lie.

I despise the luxury of warm showers,
I fantasize about leaping from tall towers,
To think in Africa I could of been starving,
And all about my make up, am I wining?

I wish I was sold into slavery,
or eaten alive by hungry lions,
I wish I had to fight to survive,
But instead I was given an easy life.