| Third day, got four left
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| Liver torn to shreds so I forget
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| Barrel full of lead to the forehead
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| Shiver on the trigger 'til I forfeit
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| Numb and frozen in a chokehold
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| Tongue stuck on a cold pole
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| Warm blood runs from my head, flows
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| Down my neck to my dead toes
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| Throat coat with the codeine
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| Sold clothes for some more lean
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| No hope but a rope swing
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| Throwing up through these broke teeth
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| Spitting slowed speech
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| Third day, got four left
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| Liver torn to shreds so I forget
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| Barrel full of lead to the forehead
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| Shiver on the trigger 'til I forfeit
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| Watching through a cocked gat
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| Altered off the coughing coffin
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| Bottle in a brown bag
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| Caustic, cautious arms
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| Scarred up from inflicting harm
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| Clawing at the surface
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| Through the dermis with a purposed shard
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| Vomit up toxic
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| Glottis clogged chronically
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| Nauseous cause the noxious blood
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| Pumping in my arteries
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| Forgot to breathe
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| See, death’s on my mind, even unconsciously
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| Caught between a rock and hard spot in my psychology
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| Loser for life
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| Stupid, deluded, and useless, despised
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| Screwed up and puked up the Dew and the Sprite
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| Used it in hopes I would choke on the ice
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| Grain grip the hearse
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| Witless words
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| Dizzy mind got my diction slurred
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| Spinning sight so my vision’s blurred
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| Frigid life on a frigid Earth
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| Third day, got four left
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| Liver torn to shreds so I forget
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| Barrel full of lead to the forehead
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| Shiver on the trigger 'til I forfeit |