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High, hi-highHigh, hi-high, ohhHigh, hi-highHigh, hi-high, ohh(Can't get this shit open)Pain relieverFever reducerTen to the headDoes that make me a loser?I took nine shots of that fifthGone, gone, goneEight hits of that spliffGone I gotSeven reasons why I'm not sure of six thingsOn my mind and I'm comin' off this high fiveFeel me for nothingDon't even love me for meLove me for nothingDon't even love me for freeSecond verse on my third beerKill all these voices that I feel I hearMob to the bride, I'mKeeping the faith, I'mHolding the fight, AHell of a nightIt's a hell of a nightAhhahhahhFeel me for nothingDon't even love me for meLove me for nothingDon't even love me for freeOnly when I'm aloneOnly when I was on one(one one one one)Live like I'm living todayLive like today was my last one(one one one one)Falling from this high(falling falling)From this high(one one one one)Feel me for nothingDon't even love me for meLove me for nothingDon't even love me for freeAll that I prayI pray when I die, I die realAll that I prayI pray when I die, I die real(I know, But prefer my eyes low)
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