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Staples (Reprise)

from Bottom of the Food Chain by Friend Hell

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Find me at the bottom of the well, with all your staples on my back
They give detailed instructions, but to read them I would break my neck
I don't know what you thought would happen
I don't know if you wanted more, but expect less, expect me dead

Find me at the bottom of the barrel of caffeine, that works for me
I am entirely made up of me if I am what I eat
Self traumatizing, I still see the IV
Self harming for attention, what am I, am I fucking sixteen?

What did you expect? For them to fall to their knees?
Begging and praying, for them to finally say please?
Just like a movie you painted a picture of the scene
With the music in the background played entirely by, you guessed it, me!

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from Bottom of the Food Chain, released August 30, 2023

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