.[Verse 1]
I feel a little troubled in my head
Some days you say we're better off dead
Well, I say we're better off in bed
Pumped up like veins filled with lead
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, you were my crutch, my poison
The sickness that I've chosen
The high that k.
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