The Airborne Toxic Event – Note To Self (Guitar)

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All the friends you thought you had have left

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And you blame them for such cunning, deft

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And cheer. All plots end in death, my dear

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Though you probably had it coming

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(At least as much as anyone)

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We all die alone, friends or no, friends or none

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But any gun on the wall in the opening act

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Must be fired by the call of the curtain. It's a fact

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And just because you love someone doesn't mean they'll love you back

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I hate these lonely days, I hate this deep malaise

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I hate this time, these sounds, these scenes, these schemes

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These reams and reams of paper seem so

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Soulless and dole-less and pointless and friendless

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Pitiful, damnable, horrendous

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When I close my eyes, the words I see, over and over, endlessly, are:

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I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you,

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I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you,

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I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you,

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I hate you

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You're just a waste of time, a waste of space, an empty plot, a basket case

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A tired cliché

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I wish I was guileless

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I wish I was guileless

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I wish I was childish

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Or maybe less selfish and steep

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Less selfish and steep

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But I'd settle for some sleep