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Well hold me head under water, man As long as you can, maybe that’s what I need Down here, down in the gutter lands Where nothin’s every planned I know you don’t need a man Maybe you need me But if the sun don’t shine Ain’t no bother I don’t mind Maybe liquor isn’t what we need And bite the hand that feeds But I ain’t got no time to bleed Maybe we’re just shit out of luck History doesn’t always favor bold At least that’s what I’ve been told Baby why’s my feet so cold Maybe it’s better we’re stuck Cause if the sun don’t shine Ain’t no bother I don’t mind And no one cares if you’re mentally stable They only care what you bring to the table I bring a fucking chainsaw From Letras Mania