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Penicillin in my system.
My heart onky pumps out alcohol.
That'snotall, there's plenty more.
Copper and fine ores, inhaling that smoke.
A predecessor to coke.
I've never been broke but my soul just broke.
I love this coke, she's the only girl to make me feel whole.
She comes from a club of dancers and poles.
The bills load and load.
All over my floor.
Need to mop up those mucus spills.
On that ground...so many kills.

Killed myself over and over again.
Every time, I brought a new girl for some head.
Killed myself over and over again.
Every time, I took a sip of lead.
I don't even have a bed.
I just sleep with the roaches, instead.
Old, dusty, disgusting cobwebs where I rest my head.
Everything will be okay.
Tomorrow, the cycle repeats again.

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