.Well I was smoking rock, kicking ass, taking lots of pills
Drinking beer like a queer, bombing lots of hills
So fucked up on beer and weed
My stomach overflows and my lungs still bleed
When I looked in the bag there was nothing left
There's blood on the walls from all .
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