"Check please, Waiter"

Stuff (1)

I can't see beyon the wall,

And if I try to climb I know I'll only fall

Because you're pushing me downt til' I see your way,

Pushing me to the hard ground where I lay-

Cold and lonely, broken and beat

Hearing my heart beat the sound of defeat

Until a helping hand comes along

Teaches me right from wrong

Love from hate, and so now I say..

"Cancel my subscriptions, I'm over YOUR issues."

Author's Notes/Comments: 

...? where'd this come from!?

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