.[Verse 1]
Got to work on my brain then I'm
Crawling back to my grave and
I'm certain that I'm gonna die this time
No doubt is left inside my mind tonight
So I'm just gonna wait for nausea to set in, I'm
Peacing out at eleven, the
Friendly girls are trying to comfor.
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