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Second coming
You will never judge me
I am doing fine
I judge myself plenty
Eating ice cream ’til I’m empty
Full of endorphins spent on sleeping
‘Til I wake up feeling groggy
Just in time to go to work
I think I’ll die instead
So I could write words with a pen
That suits my taste
And scream those words
Until my spirit stops having the need to pay the rent
Second coming
You will never judge me
I am doing fine