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Some will call it forthright
I would call it cocaine crazy
Calling off the spotlight
Running off the gods that made me
I am not afraid to die
I lied, I lined, I lied
People all around me
Are telling me I am so damn lucky
Well getting what I wanted
I became so god damned ugly
I am not afraid to die
I lied, I lined, I lied
I guess I will keep on trying
Fight off the drinks and constant lying
People tried to save me
Its me myself I am always blaming
I am not afraid to die
I lied, I lined, I lied