Out the Door

Wake up, eat a xan, pour myself up a four
I pop an x pill then I'm headed out the door
Wake up, eat a xan, pour myself up a four
I pop an x pill then I'm headed out the door
Wake up, eat a xan, pour myself up a four
I pop an x pill then I'm headed out the door
Every day I'm breathing air into my lungs is a gift
Too much stress and pressure on my mind light up some piff
Every day I stay in battle with myself
Am I alright or a danger to my own health
I'm not alight I guess I was under a spell
I just been keeping to myself and doing well
Oh can't you tell
I been working non stop since I heard the bell
Nothing can ever break me I been through hell
Wake up, eat a xan, pour myself up a four
I pop an x pill then I'm headed out the door
Wake up, eat a xan, pour myself up a four
I pop an x pill then I'm headed out the door
Wake up, eat a xan, pour myself up a four
I pop an x pill then I'm headed out the door



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Foti
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