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Full speed to a future of self-medication
And poor understand of everything you wasted
Four years in learning (the future, the future, the airs fucking burning)
And sleep, I can't sleep
I did some funny things with my best friend Patrick
This is a song that will most likely bore you
This is a song that will most likely put you to sleep
Oh my, my God
Why do I wake up late just to stay up late and feel lousy?
If that's the thing, if that's everything, why can't I stop?
Another empty hearted notion gone to shit, but it belongs in shit
Why can't I see the sunspots in your eyes?
