Bored To Death

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I not much into all the shit she has to say. I think I'll put my head into the microwave, And rig it up so it turns on and it fries my brain. As the skin melts off my face then I could refrain From being fucking bored. I not much into all the shit she has to say. I'll lay down on the railroad tracks, wait for a train. It will cut off both my legs and chop off my head. As the cars roll over me I would be so dead, And not so fucking bored. I not much into all the shit she has to say. I wish that someone would throw something sharp my way, Like a knife or a razorblade or a Campbell's lid. Then someone would realize that I'm a fucsked up kid, And I'm really fucking bored.