I Am Sick Psycho
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Still drink gin and cannot tear myself away, I drink from the beginning of May, I ain't understand what day today's, I live in my own stoned world, I'm afraid to go forward, What will happen next? I'm not a cock, I ain't chasin' assholes, Throw cubes, and vodka falls out, I love this shit, fuck out, I do not think about... My fucking health, Anyway, I will die soon, My mind is shaky, I need a psychiatrist! Hahaha... I don't know if my brain is alive, I already drink 5 days, I distinguish a lie, though drunk, Don't look in my head. There you will find only trash, In my dreams, I see corpses, And it scares me to a nervous breakdown, Maybe I was a bastard, but I wasn't with whores, I never fell in money below the poor, Now i'm bangin' my head on the door, Ahh... I'll die of boredom soon, Do not be booze, i do not like it, Where is my second gin bottle? ... I can drink gin, only double, (Only double), Then I get really unbalanced, And then I crush everything into pieces, Ain't look fuckin' in my head, There's a simple mess, Feeling of fucking stress, Then I feel killed in shit, I have to do somethin' 'bout it, I can't just sit. Thoughts of dreams with damn spirits, Skeleton tattoos constantly remind me of nightmares, Maybe I'm just a sick bastard, I’m sure this is just the beginnin', Fuck everythin', my brain is dyin'... Yeah, Still drink gin and cannot tear myself away, I'm still waitin' for the day, When I lose my mind completely, I don't give a fuck 'bout all, 'Cause I'm C&ld Bl₴₴ded... Hah... C&ld Bl₴₴ded...
Still drink gin and cannot tear myself away, I drink from the beginning of May, I ain't understand what day today's, I live in my own stoned world, I'm afraid to go forward, What will happen next? I'm not a cock, I ain't chasin' assholes, Throw cubes, and vodka falls out, I love this shit, fuck out, I do not think about... My fucking health, Anyway, I will die soon, My mind is shaky, I need a psychiatrist! Hahaha... I don't know if my brain is alive, I already drink 5 days, I distinguish a lie, though drunk, Don't look in my head. There you will find only trash, In my dreams, I see corpses, And it scares me to a nervous breakdown, Maybe I was a bastard, but I wasn't with whores, I never fell in money below the poor, Now i'm bangin' my head on the door, Ahh... I'll die of boredom soon, Do not be booze, i do not like it, Where is my second gin bottle? ... I can drink gin, only double, (Only double), Then I get really unbalanced, And then I crush everything into pieces, Ain't look fuckin' in my head, There's a simple mess, Feeling of fucking stress, Then I feel killed in shit, I have to do somethin' 'bout it, I can't just sit. Thoughts of dreams with damn spirits, Skeleton tattoos constantly remind me of nightmares, Maybe I'm just a sick bastard, I’m sure this is just the beginnin', Fuck everythin', my brain is dyin'... Yeah, Still drink gin and cannot tear myself away, I'm still waitin' for the day, When I lose my mind completely, I don't give a fuck 'bout all, 'Cause I'm C&ld Bl₴₴ded... Hah... C&ld Bl₴₴ded...
2019-07-02 05:38:32
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