I flipped a switch, I know it wouldn't take long
You could time me like whore
If I had six, you'd swear I had a thousand
You can mop me up in the morning
Cold, then fire, then cold, it's relentless
The headache of old is the last of the importance I'll have
And there then another, it's too late to stop the glut
I'll go till my eyes roll shut, I'm fucked
Cold, then fire, then cold, it's relentless
The headache of old is the last of the importance I'll have
And there then another, it's too late to stop the glut
I'll go till my eyes roll shut, I'm fucked
Desperate buck, a spinning room
Awake lost, across the street
Pathetic luck, split lips
A broken wrist, a death threat
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