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I had a friend who moved to San Francisco, yeah
He said the air was cleaner there
He said his sister's still alive
But her kid's on some new kind of drug
Help me
To finally understand
Why the pain travels up from the pen to my hand
To my brain, through my lungs, where I can't breathe anymore
Because my oxygen ran low
She said, "It feels so great not to feel anything
You gotta try it sometime, because it's addicting"
She said "It feels so great not to feel anything
You gotta try it sometime, because it's addicting"
Well I hate the way that you talk about your piercings
Like they will mean something someday
You only got them because your mom hates the way that they look
Well, alright, alright
I'll take you home this time
So you and your drunk friends can stay alive
And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy
When I walk you to the door tonight
Alright, alright
I'll take you home this time
So you and your drunk friends can stay alive
And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy
And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy
Alright, alright
I'll take you home this time
So you and your drunk friends can stay alive
And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy
And I love the way you say I'm such a good guy
Tonight