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Muertosremember, and don't forgetit's a hard lonely ride once you get on the track it fucking hurts inside i'm cold deep inside i squeeze the glass can't be a particle life won't just pass numb inside with the booze i anticipate and can't help it's sudden burst and ooze through my senseless lids i stare at the door and wish for the end red drops fall on the floor day turns into another remember, and don't forget it's a hard lonely ride once you get on the track it fucking hurts inside ass kicked hurd mind fucked up keeping a low profile you won't ever look up it's hurts to the bone so i drink alone swallowing another beer mixed with salty tear wvert day i lose my life pursuing the unattainable i make me life so undurable ass kicked hurd mind fucked up keeping a low profile you won't ever look up |