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I know one day I’ll k*** myself,
Some pretty lonely day
Like those whose books I always read,
Those names I like to name.

I open-close the final page
And cry – a waste of tears
Then wash my face and go to bed –
I’m such a waste of space.

I know one day I’ll k*** myself
A fact, no more to add.
I cried the wasted tears again,
The face again, the bed.

A little stupid silly fry,
I am a waste of bird!
I go to bed to cry again:
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord!..

The final page is so much long:
A loan I take from space
Guess what I do: I wash my face –
Why do I wash my face?..

I know one day I’ll k*** myself
Some lonely, lonely day!
And if it’s spring, and if it rains,
Then let it be that way

And I know well, how loved I am
The thing is very fun
The thing is that, the thing is that
It’ll never be enough.

I’m such a waste of French right here,
The waste of mother mom,
Of friends and baby sister-girl
Of you - so fun, so fun!

I know one day I’ll k*** myself,
Some pretty lonely day
Like those whose books I always read,
Those names I like to name.