.Well I carry my life in a flask
And I'm not ashamed to admit I've gotâ
noâ
use for aâ
glass
I've never lived inside an actualâ
home
Unless you would call a fucking jail cell a home
I guess I'm what your friends might call
Another product of moral decay
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