gort and caretaker - suit named robert

I live in a suit named Robert and I live in the proverbs of a suburban home
I do not drink enough water and I resent my mother for bringing me to this world
Jeremy, you're not the father, I don't know you at all when the day is done
I don't take my medication, I have thoughts of self-harming and I wish I could pull the trigger
I feel my brain turn to mush and all you authors are crooks
False advertising's a sin
You use your pills as a crutch, I use mine to keep in touch
With all my digital friends
My cycle's more of a joke, the pattern's obvious though
So keep in mind what you will
I feel you under my skin, our transformation's begin, don't let me find you again
I've made myself clear
Sorry for being here

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gort caretaker

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