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Little mama got a little pill to swallow |
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A little water to follow it down the tunnel |
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Gotta lotta walls but the house is hollow |
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Got a lot of holes, never found the shovel |
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Panic attack, so what's the plan of attack? |
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You had to be had. You cut in half. You had to react |
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You battle with your shadow from front to back |
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Stack up the stats. Handle the math, and that'll be that |
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Hold your head up. I know your fed up |
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But don't let it get up to the top of them steps love |
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Instead of playin' with the pieces that got messed up |
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Get dressed up, we goin' out to catch the best buzz |
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Self-medicated, spirit on elevated |
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Help take the self-made self-hate and celebrate it |
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And I could tell you hated it when you felt naked |
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But the poison tastes great, wanna know how the hell they made it? |
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And if the dizzy don't kill you, the city will |
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Simply for the thrill of wiping up a sticky spill |
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Little tricky get busy of a fifty bill |
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So take the little pill straight to your pretty grill |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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So what you drinking? So what you popping? |
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So what you eating? So what you dropping? |
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So what you smoking? So what you sniffing? |
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So how you coping? So what's the difference? |
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Contagious, it runs like the paint does |
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Sedate the sober and over anxious |
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The pages of pain that make the songs on the playlist |
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The renegade rain that jumped just to flood the basement |
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Look honey everybody needs a help-up buddy |
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No body's drug-free, the streets would be hella bloody |
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Do you call yourself a patient or a junky? |
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The only thing that separates is who takes your money |
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All smile like we're gonna go buck wild |
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Order up a shot, prescription filled up now |
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Pop another (what?) distracted by the rush while |
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We fight all night about what to name the love child |
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I'm on that go nuts life that got that gold touch |
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Fresh fly wild bold what like the cold crush |
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No luck, don't hold much, just an old flush |
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Made up of hearts Queen high off the faux-blush |
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Freak outs, leak out, and bleed out, and speak out |
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And reroute and seak out the weak crowd |
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And we doubt, but when I see it keep out |
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The beast I'll believe for now, it's all "peace, I gotta be out." |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes again, panic attack |
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Here it comes, there it goes, goes, goes |
