it could take awhile to bust out like a jukie
do wah diddy shitty city roll out I feel pukey
sick and throw up in the sink stink
drove off the road car ends up in the drink
until the eyes roll back attack
the bubonic san andreas klak klak klak
it could take forever to flip it like a strong arm
steady are you ready don't judge me
on how I feel and make some fetti
cross country letters fill notebooks
leave before the coat crooks still my shit
and it could take seven days to reach
out with the bubble pack cds and thoughts
white owl double wrap music
truth out there keep it in there
wrap it tight tonight
extra heavy cream makes
coffee extra light
the laughing won't stop
filled up the joker
eyes never close
always half shut
all night smoker
until all whites turn red
suddenly end up above a thirty inch bed...
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