Tragedy always trumps
which sucks, cause that's a lot of good anger wasted
I know my ledge can never be steeper than his.
I would have never bought it, though.
At least, he got a T-shirt.
Which is so much less than me saying – ha Ha HA! –
I KNEW that transfer case was gonna blow!
Well, to me, at least.
Just a slight redirection.
Now I'm pissed cause I won't get any money...for now.
I should be used to his distant reality being the master of excuses.
But it is a great reminder, you fat bastard.
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