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Jul. 6th, 2004

Layton asked me something today. What (the fuck) is wrong with me. I sometimes wonder the same thing myself. More than sometimes actually. WHAT THE FUCK IS MY PROBLEM?!

All hail the king of dunces
You best hold on
I'm opening up my mouth
bring out the maypole
and tie up and shut me out
devil knows what possessed me
to shoot my arrow straight into the sky
string me to the mast and
hoist me up and hang me high
I put no blame on you
I brought this all upon myself
it's just this thing i do
at times like this
I wish I was someone else