| Screaming until we overdose
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| I almost did the other day
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| You can’t handle what you’re seeing, baby
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| You should look away
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| I was laying in the kitchen
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| Shit, I didn’t even pray
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| Smile all on my face
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| This the shit that I embrace
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| Boy I blow a quarter million
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| Got it just the other day
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| So addicted to prescriptions
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| And these dirty concentrates
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| I been popping, I been sipping
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| I been smoking, all day
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| Half a trip away, I’m a doctors slip away
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| Why you feel so different to me
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| Something feels so different to me
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| (You know, you know)
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| Maybe you’re just drifting like me (I know, I know)
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| Honestly I can’t feel a thing (you know, you know, you know)
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| Different to me
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| Different to me
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| Different to me
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| Different to me
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| So the story goes, baby
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| Bitches come and go
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| You don’t even love me when the batch is running low
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| Nevermind, you were never mine
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| That’s a lie
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| Money made you blind
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| I can see it in your eyes
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| Getting high every 45 minutes
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| Pop a couple Adderalls
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| Wash it down with percocet
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| Think I need some padded walls
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| Leaning just in case I fall
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| Only cheap liquor left
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| Smell like rubbin alcohol
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| Why you feel so different to me?
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| Different to me
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| So different to me
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| (You know, you know)
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| Maybe you’re just drifting with me (I know, I know)
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| Honestly I can’t feel a thing (you know, you know, you know)
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| Different to me
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| Different to me
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| Different to me
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| Different to me |