Type B
You sit around and you count your bills
And calculate how they can hurt to fill
You lose yourself in all those pills
Well my friend I'll never warn or show
I once new a fellow with a keen way of thinking
Lost in the dice he was rollen and
The spirits he was drinking
He always had a smile on his face
But I knew about the demons
He had dwelling deep inside
I never wanted shit no matter
How much he lied
I knew his existance was a waste
What a fucking waste
You spend your days getting numb
Swear it's straight
Despite what you've become
My advice is follow the crumbs
And find your trail back
From where you've become
I once new a fellow with a keen way of thinking
Lost in the dice he was rollen and
The spirits he was drinking
He always had a smile on his face
I knew about the demons
He had dwelling deep inside
I never wanted shit no matter
How much he lied
I knew his existance was a waste
What a fucking waste!
I once new a fellow with a keen way of thinking
Lost in the dice he was rollen and
The spirits he was drinking
He always had a smile on his face
But I knew about the demons
He had dwelling deep inside
I never wanted shit no matter
How much he lied
I knew his existance was a waste
What a fucking waste
And calculate how they can hurt to fill
You lose yourself in all those pills
Well my friend I'll never warn or show
I once new a fellow with a keen way of thinking
Lost in the dice he was rollen and
The spirits he was drinking
He always had a smile on his face
But I knew about the demons
He had dwelling deep inside
I never wanted shit no matter
How much he lied
I knew his existance was a waste
What a fucking waste
You spend your days getting numb
Swear it's straight
Despite what you've become
My advice is follow the crumbs
And find your trail back
From where you've become
I once new a fellow with a keen way of thinking
Lost in the dice he was rollen and
The spirits he was drinking
He always had a smile on his face
I knew about the demons
He had dwelling deep inside
I never wanted shit no matter
How much he lied
I knew his existance was a waste
What a fucking waste!
I once new a fellow with a keen way of thinking
Lost in the dice he was rollen and
The spirits he was drinking
He always had a smile on his face
But I knew about the demons
He had dwelling deep inside
I never wanted shit no matter
How much he lied
I knew his existance was a waste
What a fucking waste
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Writer(s): Bumpin Uglies
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