| (Whiskey shots and a bullet full of cocaine
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| I’m out of control on my way to no pain
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| All I know is I want more)
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| I been waiting for so so long
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| For the call that I dread, that you’re gone gone gone
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| Now the angels and devils they hover above your bed
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| Now you been waiting for so so long
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| For your ship to come in for young gai to come home
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| But you never seem to dig out of your hole
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| No, no, no, such a tortured soul!
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| With your whiskey shots
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| And a bullet full of cocaine
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| Yeah you’re on your way
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| To feelin no no no pain
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| With your whiskey shots
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| And a bullet full of cocaine
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| Yeah you’re on your way
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| To feelin no no no pain
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| Now it’s been days and you’re off again
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| Now you never learned how or when to say when
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| Yeah you done lost your looks so your drugs are your only friends
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| Nose in the mirror, ya like what you see?
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| You a sleeping walking dead popping pill coke junkie
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| All those lines on your face lord ya know you’re getting deep
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| No, no, no, you’re into deep
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| With your whiskey shots
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| And a bullet full of cocaine
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| Yeah you’re on your way
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| To feelin no no no pain
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| With your whiskey shots
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| And a bullet full of cocaine
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| Yeah you’re on your way
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| To feelin no no no pain
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| You gotta slow it down
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| It gets so hard when you’re high
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| You gotta slow it down
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| I see the look in your eyes
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| I’ve seen it a thousand times
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| You’re gonna die
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| Whiskey shots and a bullet full of cocaine
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| Out of control on my way to no pain
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| I want more
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| Whiskey shots and a bullet full of cocaine
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| Out of control on my way to no pain
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| I want more
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| Whiskey shots and a bullet full of cocaine
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| Out of control on my way to no pain
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| All I know is I want more |