On A Plain

I'll start this off, without any wordsI got so high, I scratched until I bled I love myself better than youI know it's wrongSo what should I do? The finest day, that I've ever hadWas when I learned to cry on command I love myself better than youI know it's wrongSo what should I doooooooooooo I'm on a plainI can't complainI'm on a plain My mother died every nightIt's safe to say "don't quote me on that"[For safety's sake, don't quote me on that -- JS] I love myself better than youI know it's wrongSo what should I do? The black sheep got blackmailed againForgot to put on the zip code I love myself better than youI know it's wrongSo what should I doooooooooooo I'm on a plainI can't complainI'm on a plain Somewhere I have heard this beforeIn a dream my memory has storedAs defense I'm neutered and spayedWhat the hell am I trying to say? It is now time to make it unclearTo write off lines that don't make sense I love myself better than youI know it's wrongSo what should I do? And one more special message to goThen I'm done, and I can go home I love myself better than youI know it's wrongSo what should I doooooooooooo I'm on a plainI can't complainI'm on a plainI can't complainI'm on a plainI can't complainI'm on a plainI can't complainI'm on a plainI can't complain
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