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You want me holding my tongue
Maybe I'll speak my mind
I need a strong eight of drugs
To fall asleep tonight
I wish I worked it all out
Back when I had the time
Let's smoke the bag and hope we're not past our prime
I'm split, I got a restless mind
Like there's a glass wall between myself and I
Well baby I, need help with my spine
Can't stop being hypersensitive and pacing back and forth
All night night night
We're getting way f*cked up tonight
Cause I'm afraid we're past our prime
(Whoa)
Well well well f*ck a nine to five
(Whoa)
I wanna live until I die
You want me holding my tongue
And standing in a line
Well now I've lost too much
Call it a corporate crime
Why would I break my back working all this overtime
To be in your reality when you're about to be in mine
F*ck an application
I make songs for dimes
The only thing work gave me
Was that bad blond in my mind
And I, still smoke on my morning drives
And this ones for the homies, still rolling on break, getting high
We're getting way f*cked up tonight
Cause I'm afraid we're past our prime
(Whoa)
Well well well f*ck a nine to five
(Whoa)
I wanna live until I die
Cause I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid
We're getting way f*cked up tonight
Cause I'm afraid we're past our prime
(Whoa)
Well well well f*ck a nine to five
(Whoa)
I wanna live until I die