| Wasted youth and mad as hell
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| My friends keep asking me
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| «Are you okay, man? |
| Your eyes are glazin'»
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| I can’t get over it
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| This shit is killing me
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| My body’s achin', hands are shakin'
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| I’m cutting down you heard the line
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| Whiskey in the morning one more time
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| Hit that cigarette Colt 45
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| Whiskey in the morning
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| Can’t stop drinkin', gonna die
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| I can’t stop thinkin' how
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| Where I was before the drugs
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| A young day dreamer, fixed on screamers
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| Still really loved the life
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| Drinking, snorting, smoking high
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| Super jaded, loaded, hated
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| I’m cutting down you heard the line
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| Whiskey in the morning one more time
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| Hit that cigarette Colt 45
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| Whiskey in the morning
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| Can’t stop drinkin', gonna die
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| I go out every night
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| Helpless secrets lifeless eyes
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| Tore up, faded
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| No give taken
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| Still really love the life
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| Drinking, snorting, smoking highs
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| Sweet leaf space case
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| Hands are shakin'
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| I’m cutting down you heard the line
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| Whiskey in the morning one more time
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| Hit that cigarette Colt 45
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| Whiskey in the morning
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| Can’t stop drinkin'
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| Can’t stop drinkin', gonna die! |