| I took too many pills again
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| I took too many pills again
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| Blacked out for a week
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| Didn’t eat, didn’t sleep
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| Came to, hit it all again
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| She’s probably gonna be pissed
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| She’s probably gonna be pissed
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| Throw my shit in the yard
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| Or key my car
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| If I show up to her house like this
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| Oh, it was a dark December
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| Not even angels came around
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| I was too stoned to remember
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| I’ve come too far to turn back now
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| I’ve come too far to turn back now
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| Feel like I’m gonna fall down
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| I feel like I’m gonna fall down
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| But I was born and raised in an earthquake state
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| So I’m better on shaky ground
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| What the hell am I gonna do now?
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| The hell am I gonna do now?
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| Got a half lit smoke, good God I’m broke
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| But I gotta make it back to Germantown
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| Woah, it was a dark December
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| Not even angels came around
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| I was too stoned to remember
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| I’ve come too far to turn back now
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| I’ve come too far to turn back now
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| Baby won’t you take me back?
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| Baby won’t you take me back?
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| It ain’t like I’m trickin' on the corner for crack
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| Baby won’t you take me back?
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| Oh, it was a dark December
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| In the city of angels, I was coming down
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| I was too stoned to remember
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| Come too far to turn back now
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| Come too far to turn back now |