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Held in a bong hit sitting in a Hot tub in south Wisconsin.I feel amazing when I'm all aloneSwitching between porn and Robocop.Turned off my cell phone, drank a bottleOf wine and read a Cometbus and Passed out naked, shriveled.Stumbled to bed in a fucked up sleepwalk.I got so tired of discussing my futureThat I've started avoiding the people I love. Evenings of silence and mornings of nausea.I heard the worst news ever in a Bathrobe of off-white terriclothTranslated by technology from Your voice extremely inaccurately.I got so tired of discussing my futureThat I walk through my life like I'm the only oneWith evenings of silence and mornings of nausea.Shake and sweat and don't throw up.Cleaned up the empty bottlesLet the smoke out through chilly windows.Letras de cancionesI used the stationary bike.I watched the end of Price is Right.Ordered and egg white sandwich and IDrove south through mid-day traffic while ICalled up some folks I truly love andHung up after they said "Hello." From Letras Mania