Let's, get, messed up again
Who, cares, about tomorrow
We, have, tonight to ourselves
Cans of beer and a handfull of pills
I feel the vodka kicking in and now I'm kicking off
And lashing out at all around me
I feel the meds mess with my head
And now I'm messing myself up
And it is so much fun
The drugs drugs drugs and the booze booze booze
And if I die tonight it's cool 'cause I'm with you
I'm so high that I might just die by your side
Don't cry for me, better dry those eyes
Never say goodbye 'cause we stay so fried
And the end is nigh and I lose my sight
As I lie on the floor and I breathe a sigh
Never questioned why, never need to try
To get by, I can feel it all slipping away
It's fitting, you're the reason why I ever stayed
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