I’m a little sick and tired of being framed
For all the stupid choices that my dumb friends made
I was right there - doing all those things the same
But I’d do them all again and again
I’ll be in the bathroom getting high - till I die
Won’t think about tomorrow till the morning light
People start to think that I have lost my mind
I hate people all the time but maybe they’re right
Like a drug addicted gambler with no gun to your back
Go pay cash for cancer - fifteen bucks a pack
Looking for the answer - in a bottle of Jack
Always getting’ hammered - don’t know how to act
Doing drugs is never not that fun
Key bumps in a crowded car are always kind of dumb
That’s when you decided not to share - never
Keep that ace in the hole - no one really wants to be here
Like a drug addicted gambler with no gun to your back
Go pay cash for cancer - fifteen bucks a pack
Looking for the answer - in a bottle of Jack
Always getting’ hammered - don’t know how to act
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