Allergic To Myself

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He was my friend, but what the fuck?
I slapped him down cuz it was fun.
I stole his girl, I knocked her up,
I had my fun.

I'm allergic to myself

She kept the kid, went on the dole,
I took her checks, I spent it all.
Went in my lungs and up my nose,
She loves me so.

I'm allergic to myself

And now the kid's a fucking brat,
Just like his dad a fucking rat.
He hates his mom, he thinks I'm great.
What can I say?

I'm allergic to myself

It cracks me up, it makes me scratch.
He's still my friend, she's always back.
I'm allergic to myself.
To myself.

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