I don't know...

I don't know, man.

...

I just...

...

I don't know.

How should I know,

What you want to hear?

...

Inspiration runs dry,

I can't even bloody cry.

But it's become clear...

...

I can't talk to her, can't talk to you,

Can't talk to anybody and myself too.

...

I need help, I know.

But it's stupid to ask

Problems you caused yourself,

To be solved by others.

It just doesn't seem fair,

It'd be selfish of me.

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So I'll just rot away in endless misery.

And try to make the best of it.

Because I don't know,

...

I don't know.