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Downing whiskey that isn’t mine The bottle’s owners’ angry gives me a black eye Crack it over his head now it’s a fight You got to admit it’s a funny sight Lost my papers, roll a blunt Don’t call the cops you stupid **** You can try it all you want But you can never control us Pound one down Light one up Take a tab Now it’s time, time for the 2nd round Acid, molly and some bud Certain things we use for fun Looking for kicks, thrills and shocks Maybe we’ll get laid with some luck Pound one down Light one up Take a tab Now it’s time, time for the 3rd round There’s an ******** rave in my head I’m hallucinating again I can feel my heart race As I watch angels fornicate Full of loathing and the fear There’s something not quite right in here There’s demons devouring little kids Let’s go again Pound one down Light one up Take a tab Now it’s time, time for the 4th round Shoot another Everclear down We can do this coke I just found Puke all over your girl’s night gown Then wake up .up on the cold hard ground Pound one down Light one up Take a tab Now it’s time, time for the final round
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Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 6:02 PM UTC
Chasing the Evening With a 5th of *****
Downing whiskey that isn’t mine The bottle’s owners’ angry gives me a black eye Crack it over his head now it’s a fight You got to admit it’s a funny sight Lost my papers, roll a blunt Don’t call the cops you stupid **** You can try it all you want But you can never control us Pound one down Light one up Take a tab Now it’s time, time for the 2nd round Acid, molly and some bud Certain things we use for fun Looking for kicks, thrills and shocks Maybe we’ll get laid with some luck Pound one down Light one up Take a tab Now it’s time, time for the 3rd round There’s an ******** rave in my head I’m hallucinating again I can feel my heart race As I watch angels fornicate Full of loathing and the fear There’s something not quite right in here There’s demons devouring little kids Let’s go again Pound one down Light one up Take a tab Now it’s time, time for the 4th round Shoot another Everclear down We can do this coke I just found Puke all over your girl’s night gown Then wake up .up on the cold hard ground Pound one down Light one up Take a tab Now it’s time, time for the final round
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Colombian
Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 6:02 PM UTC
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