I'm unemployed and unimportant,
I'm seeking refuge in a fucking toxic dumping ground,
I get excited by excess and scraping by,
Can someone scrape me out of this seat,
I'm fucking losing the plot,
The plot thickens far too quickly,
For me to comprehend,
My lack of social expertise,
Has magnified by tenfold and I'm,
Once again, no fixed abode,
I'm living on a tightrope,
I might be scum but at least I know my fucking place,
Sure, lungs, liver, might be fucked,
Brain corroded from the drugs,
I could apply myself,
If I only knew how to apply the fucking brakes.
And when I try to run for cover,
I'm prone to finding gutter,
Even when I land on my feet,
I somehow fall back on my arse,
Now I'm too desensitised,
To make a difference to my life,
I've got a golden ticket,
But who the fuck can even see it,
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