.When I come home tired, late feel like I'm gone
You're already waiting hand on the gun
You force me to move my dead ass towards
The vacuumcleaner - pass
I fall down to the floor trying to keep my eyes open
Oh well, is this a reason for popping?
Oh, what a life of luxury to li.
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