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Sitting awake for how many days now. I cannot tell. There was I time where I actually gave a damn what I was on But that's all gone in the fucking haze in my brain storm I've become someone I hate,I feel lost and fake Society has driven me away from their click I just give a flying fuck, dope and no hope for Recovery for me But I was actually a great guy once for the society How ironic that I started popping pills at my first job Got older friends in the store where we were hanging out Marijuana,speed,xtc and acid We were even fucked at work because the boss was a stupid jerk He knew what was going on,I couldn't find the restroom cause I was hallucinating and gone When he tried to correct us we laughed n his face He was a real creepy coward and a fucking mistake The irony of the whole thing is that he became Someone Now he runs 5 shops has a wife and son While I'm sitting inside and can't get in touch With other people I must have drugged myself to dust I really hate who I am and what I've become Sitting here numb,dumb in the slum That's the price for being a bum AllI want is to die a good death Tried heroin the other day but I only fell asleep So now I sit here and weep Fuck drugs it has fucked up my life No education, family or beautiful wife Let's hope it will end fast and swell Cause I feel so fucking tired and unwell No self-esteem,just need heroin I'm a clown dressed like a fucking dope fiend Dear god I wanna come home to you I hope I'll soon gonna get a heart attack Can't even feel joy taking smack I don't watch my back I hope someone will come And shoot my brains out so I can get done I fucked up and flew to close to the sun Everything lost I am fucking done
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Sitting awake for how many days now. I cannot tell. There was I time where I actually gave a damn what I was on But that's all gone in the fucking haze in my brain storm I've become someone I hate,I feel lost and fake Society has driven me away from their click I just give a flying fuck, dope and no hope for Recovery for me But I was actually a great guy once for the society How ironic that I started popping pills at my first job Got older friends in the store where we were hanging out Marijuana,speed,xtc and acid We were even fucked at work because the boss was a stupid jerk He knew what was going on,I couldn't find the restroom cause I was hallucinating and gone When he tried to correct us we laughed n his face He was a real creepy coward and a fucking mistake The irony of the whole thing is that he became Someone Now he runs 5 shops has a wife and son While I'm sitting inside and can't get in touch With other people I must have drugged myself to dust I really hate who I am and what I've become Sitting here numb,dumb in the slum That's the price for being a bum AllI want is to die a good death Tried heroin the other day but I only fell asleep So now I sit here and weep Fuck drugs it has fucked up my life No education, family or beautiful wife Let's hope it will end fast and swell Cause I feel so fucking tired and unwell No self-esteem,just need heroin I'm a clown dressed like a fucking dope fiend Dear god I wanna come home to you I hope I'll soon gonna get a heart attack Can't even feel joy taking smack I don't watch my back I hope someone will come And shoot my brains out so I can get done I fucked up and flew to close to the sun Everything lost I am fucking done
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