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drunk,high,dead Video (MV)




Performed By: Matt Horton
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Matthew Horton-Kuipers
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Drugs on the counter, bottles on the floor
Not sure what I took, but I need one more
That evil little smile stays on my mind
I got different remedies to feel just fine
I ain't comin' down till they crash this bitch
I might end up with cuffs on my wrist
Feelin' like a storm, a dreadle in his lightning
Step inside my head if you wanna see frightening
I ain't comin' down till they crash this bitch
I might end up with cuffs on my wrist
Feelin' like a storm, a dreadle in his lightning
Step inside my head if you wanna see frightening
I'll be standin' right here with a match by the door
Whiskey out the bottle, gas on the floor
About to burn the tires on a 4x4
On a 4x4
I'll sleep when I'm drunk or I'm high or dead
Fightin' myself till the mirror turns red
I'll sleep when I'm drunk or I'm high or dead
I ain't comin' down till they crash this bitch
I might end up with cuffs on my wrist
Feelin' like a storm, a dreadle in his lightning
Step inside my head if you wanna see frightening
I ain't comin' down till they crash this bitch
I might end up with cuffs on my wrist
Feelin' like a storm, a dreadle in his lightning
Step inside my head if you wanna see frightening
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English

Drugs on the counter, bottles on the floor
Not sure what I took, but I need one more
That evil little smile stays on my mind
I got different remedies to feel just fine
I ain't comin' down till they crash this bitch
I might end up with cuffs on my wrist
Feelin' like a storm, a dreadle in his lightning
Step inside my head if you wanna see frightening
I ain't comin' down till they crash this bitch
I might end up with cuffs on my wrist
Feelin' like a storm, a dreadle in his lightning
Step inside my head if you wanna see frightening
I'll be standin' right here with a match by the door
Whiskey out the bottle, gas on the floor
About to burn the tires on a 4x4
On a 4x4
I'll sleep when I'm drunk or I'm high or dead
Fightin' myself till the mirror turns red
I'll sleep when I'm drunk or I'm high or dead
I ain't comin' down till they crash this bitch
I might end up with cuffs on my wrist
Feelin' like a storm, a dreadle in his lightning
Step inside my head if you wanna see frightening
I ain't comin' down till they crash this bitch
I might end up with cuffs on my wrist
Feelin' like a storm, a dreadle in his lightning
Step inside my head if you wanna see frightening
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Writer: Matthew Horton-Kuipers
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