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til I get home and realize that despite making people laugh i'm all alone seeing images of chrome i'm in my zone suicide keeps callin me on my mobile phone friends turn foe round the globe I roam the oceans white foam sky so blue for a moment I forget I'm feeling blue in a sense that I can't comprehend whether or not dollars and cents and payin rent will get my sent 2 heaven so I do drugs 2 forget wait til I wake up nobody home back 2 the show I go buckle my seat and pray for good health on the interstate belt I'm on the road to hell
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May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 1:09 AM UTC
I Feel Good
til I get home and realize that despite making people laugh i'm all alone seeing images of chrome i'm in my zone suicide keeps callin me on my mobile phone friends turn foe round the globe I roam the oceans white foam sky so blue for a moment I forget I'm feeling blue in a sense that I can't comprehend whether or not dollars and cents and payin rent will get my sent 2 heaven so I do drugs 2 forget wait til I wake up nobody home back 2 the show I go buckle my seat and pray for good health on the interstate belt I'm on the road to hell
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May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 1:09 AM UTC
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