| And I’m back to the drinkin'
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| Soakin' wet every bottle’s open
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| Can’t believe it I’m occasionally smokin', again
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| With a deep and cloudy ocean, I’m in
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| Have a lot of trouble copin', my friend
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| I’m surrounded by folks when they lovin' me the most and
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| The goad is really croakin', within
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| Thought I was Superman the truth was
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| I used to be clean as a loofah and I used the
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| Cool devoured the booze to hand I lose the
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| Land if I triple booze the fans
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| I dream of stoppin' but greed is knockin'
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| They feelin' me from me from KC to Auckland
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| Proceed with caution, heat exhaustion
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| If I keep it goin' I’m gonna need a coffin
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| The river takes me away
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| And I’ve fallen from grace
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| Tell them I’ve tried to wait
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| But they’re too late
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| I can’t see when this pain will fade
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| Oh God Heaven is callin' my name
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| I feel that pain comin' from inside
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| My people had the same drinkin' and then died
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| Devil in my brain I’m sinkin' within pride
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| Drinkin' for lunch and I’m drinkin' for dinner
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| I’m nothin' but lush when I’m pushin' up in her
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| I seldom remember the 8th of November
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| Cause I be goin' so hard I’m always on a bender
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| I got money, I got cash
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| So picture unlimited amounts I got stash
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| When it got bad I went out and got trashed
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| When I hit glad what’chyo think’s in my glass
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| I gotta catch me, I’m fallin'
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| Not a limit to a young brother ballin'
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| Gotta let go of the weight I’m haulin'
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| When I look in the mirror within my eyes I’m headed for that callin'
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| The river takes me away
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| And I’ve fallen from grace
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| Tell them I’ve tried to wait
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| But they’re too late
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| I can’t see when this pain will fade
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| Oh God Heaven is callin' my name
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| Go hard or go home
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| That’s the motto I hit the lotto
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| Mister sorrow can miss tomorrow
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| So grip the bottle of this Moscato
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| My eye whites are not white
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| They hot fire and not nice but in my ice
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| I need a shot twice
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| (Drunk, I… Might, die)
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| (Falling, down… Gonna, drown)
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| Make way for the idiot
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| Interior is hideous
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| Need help like immediate
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| He actin' like he don’t know alcohol is insidious
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| While I celebrate life
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| I’mma elevate heights
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| Not known to man cause I chose to ban
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| My clock on the land on a hella great night
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| I’m knowin' this my callin' so I gotta try to miss that call and
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| Alcohol and you twist that big sack and hit that
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| Think I better quit that stallin' and stop
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| Feelin' real gotti I’m mixin' my liquors
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| You gotta get me at the party
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| Naturally naughty
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| Please help I’m still trapped inside of this psycho’s body!
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| The river takes me away
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| And I’ve fallen from grace
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| Tell them I’ve tried to wait
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| But they’re too late
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| I can’t see when this pain will fade
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| Oh God Heaven is callin' my name |