| Give me the antidote
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| Give me the antidote
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| Give me the antidote
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| Give me the antidote
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| Sip, sip, sip refill
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| You want me to go pop, pop, pop these pills
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| Give me the antidote
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| Give me the antidote
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| Closet full of bones on the floor since forever
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| All my skeletons can’t hold they shit together
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| Fuck the surface, all my scars are at the shore now
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| Tide came in early with the weather, and these days
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| Nothin' lasts forever, shit is scary
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| Faces in my phone are temporary
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| They say the top is sweet but can’t locate the cherry
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| I work the graveyard shift but none of them are buried, eh
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| I pick up all of the pieces
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| Such a big piece of shit I’m like feces
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| I feed on they feelings like leeches
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| Then watch 'em all bleed from the bleaches
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| I wasn’t this way from day one
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| These bitches must think I’m like Satan
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| But below the surface, I promise I’m worth it
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| I hope you’re still here when that day comes, yeah
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| All my feelings in the penitentiary
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| They threw away the key for eternity
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| Fuck a century (fuck a century, yeah)
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| Fuck a century (fuck a century, yeah)
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| They threw away the key for eternity
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| Fuck a motherfucking century, yeah
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| Give me the antidote
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| Give me the antidote
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| Give me the antidote
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| Give me the antidote
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| Sip, sip, sip refill
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| They want me to go pop, pop, pop these pills
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| Give me the antidote
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| Give me the antidote |