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    And I've been looking for someone to put up with my bullshit
    I can't even leave my bedroom so I keep pouring
    And I ain't seen a light of day since, well, that's not important
    It's been long
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    You knew I was losing
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    Show no emotion, against your coding
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    It seems like every plug ran east to Utah, became Mormons
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    I had 80 beers on Tuesday night, I had nothing to do with it
    I put on a little Dwight and sang a happy tune
    And lit a cigarette, stepped out the door, had an appearance
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    And I've been looking for someone to put up with my bullshit
    I can't even leave my bedroom so I keep pouring
    And I ain't seen a light of days since, well that's not important
    It's been long

    And I was feeling Whitney, me and my homies sipping Houston
    Cars and clothes thought I was winning, you knew I was losing
    You told me to wake up, oh my clock always stays on snooze and I'm done

    To each their own and found peace in knowing
    Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
    Show no emotion, against the cold
    And just act as hard as you can
    You don't need a friend, boy you're the man

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    And I've been looking for someone that I can buy my drugs from
    It seems like every plug ran east to Utah,became Mormons
    Drought comes around, feels like I have no one to depend on
    Sober, ugh
    I had 80 beers on Tuesday night, I had nothing to do with it
    I put on a little Dwight and sang a happy tune and
    Lit a cigarette, stepped out the door, had an appearance
    Drank more

    To each their own and found peace in knowing
    Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
    Show no emotion, against the cold
    And just act as hard as you can
    You don't need a friend, b

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