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HIGH IN THE SUNSHINE (SPENDING THE REST OF THE DAY ON THE FLOOR AGAIN)
Drink another shot, take another pill
Open up the mail, it's just another fuckin bill
We all wanna die but other times we wanna kill
Not because we're angry, we're just in it for the thrill
We like to get high
In the sunshine
Till our brains fry
Till our brain's fried
We like to get high
And pass the day by
From the inside
On the inside
In our great endeavor
To protect our hands forever
We could all do so much better
If we just work togеther
But I never feel likе talking
And my feet still hurt from walking
So I'm putting on my stockings
And I'm spending the rest of the day
On the floor again
On the floor again
And y'know, I'm no dipshit
I took that as a sign
I wiped that line off the counter
I threw it in the toilet