| Boy: That’s really dumb
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| Girl: What?
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| Boy: Drugs, taking drugs
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| Girl: What do you mean?
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| Boy: You said drugs can hurt you, how do you know they can?
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| Girl: How do you know they can’t?
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| Boy: How do you know they can?
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| Girl: How do you know they can’t?
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| Boy: How do you know they can?
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| «Do what you wanna do»
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| We do this to forget
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| Every single day we’re dealing with that same shit
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| Only thing we know, try to take control
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| Can’t see it on our own
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| Damaging our souls
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| And so
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| Yeah, teeth are clenched
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| Bob Marley in the boat
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| Mama hates me
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| Rock back and forth in the fetal pose
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| Can’t speak English
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| My back’s so heavy
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| Mouth’s on the tank’s spout, take a lethal dose
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| Vomit in my hat
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| In my lap
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| Chase around a rat
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| It’s my cat? |
| Man fuck that
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| Seems bad
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| Yeah, middle of the street blasted
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| Cops throw me on the hood of the Caprise Classic
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| Chess with Jason
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| Chest brazen
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| He less patient
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| Steve King verse Wes Craven
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| Less saving
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| More God please, shaking soda wet
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| Scared to death and Gilbert Gottfried
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| Stopping at the green light, nap in the whip
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| Rear end a Pontiac, a fat gash on the lip
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| One last little sip of 'shroom tea
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| At a stranger’s front door
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| Must’ve grabbed the wrong room key
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| I told myself I’d never follow in the footsteps
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| And head straight into that liquor store
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| I used to wonder what she did it for
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| How could you hate your life enough to never straighten up
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| Was it that dad didn’t make enough?
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| Cash and you made it up
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| Some kind of sob story you wrote the ending for
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| You didn’t have the lives of others so you ended yours
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| And I know you didn’t mean it
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| How could you have seen
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| What you do would have you leave before I exited my teens
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| They say it’s running in my genes
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| We love to love what hates us
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| If life is nothing but a dream then I should wake up
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| Look at the damage that I’m doing
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| I’m managing and functional
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| But slamming cans of rum and Coke
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| My habits of an average 21 year old
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| Am I an addict or manic trying to fucking cope?
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| And I tell myself I shouldn’t
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| It’s always on my mind
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| So I head up to that liquor store to grab another pint
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| Because |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Impaired Judgement , by - Ugly Heroes. Song from the album Ugly Heroes, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп