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afterlife

 

afterlife

(album: fuck you grim reaper - 2014)


I can't stop myself
From getting fucked up every night
I got nothing going in
Everything I had is gone

I dared to trust myself
I wrapped my hands 'round a little stone
Got sprayed with sparks
Aw, these pink-haired devils
Make a passionate man feel foreign

They leave me
Rat's shadows
Give me the
Rat's shadow

I gotta
Rat's shadow
Give me a
Rat's shadow

You wanna take some Vicodin
And buy a small bottle o' gin
And come out with me tonight
We could watch the people walk by

I tried to steal some sleep
In between all of the doom
Aw, but sometimes I get so upset
Hear voices in my head
There's nothing I can do

They're saying
Fuck this life
I wanna
Afterlife

They're singing
Fuck this life
I want an
Afterlife

Don't need this
Rat's shadow
Don't gotta
Rat's shadow

I wanna
Afterlife
They're singing
Fuck this life

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