| Okay, last time
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| This is drugs
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| This is your brain on drugs
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| Any questions?
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| I was gone with the self of the day, gone
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| With the self of the day, gone
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| With the self of the day, gone
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| Gone, gone, gone
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| I was gone
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| I’m back, where are we going?
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| Seem to get tired of the morning dawn
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| With a basin on my head
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| I’m missin' all that I used to know, then
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| I get the kids to go
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| And I get up on with certain dread
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| And when I see the kissing down below
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| Easy life, I get right
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| I was gone with the self of the day, gone
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| With the self of the day, gone
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| (Yeah, I get myself upright)
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| With the self of the day, gone
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| Gone, gone, gone
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| I was gone
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| I get dropped from where I belong
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| I take my pills and I get in the mode
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| And I take five to get it to load in
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| Even in the place
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| And I get my jeans on right
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| And sit in the rows and
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| Inside, I live in a cage and I
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| Peek out and summon the code
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| And I enter the lake to face what I’m cagin'
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| Gone with the self of the day, gone
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| With the self of the day, gone
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| (Yeah, I get myself upright)
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| With the self of the day, gone
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| Gone, gone, gone
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| I was gone
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| She gave me sleeping powder
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| I was gone
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| Gone, gone, gone
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| (I was gone!)
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| I was gone with the self of the day, gone
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| With the self of the day, gone (Yeah, I get myself upright)
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| With the self of the day, gone
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| (I was gone)
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| Gone, gone, gone, gone
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| I was gone, gone, gone
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| I was gone |