I think I just f*cked up my whole day... (ah f*ck)
I think I blew it away
I should've had one (one one one)
Shit was gas on god
Why'd I hang that poster in my room?
Feel the blood rushing to my shoes
Grounded to this chair and to my stu
Think I need to go, lay down
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I think I just f*cked up my whole day... (ah f*ck)
I think I blew it away
I should've had one (one one one)
Shit was gas on god
Why'd I hang that poster in my room?
Feel the blood rushing to my shoes
Grounded to this chair and to my stu
Think I need to go, lay down
I think I blew it away
I should've had one (one one one)
Shit was gas on god
Why'd I hang that poster in my room?
Feel the blood rushing to my shoes
Grounded to this chair and to my stu
Think I need to go, lay down
Writer: Timothy Nuzzetti
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