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Alcohol
Chris
No more taking shit from you This will be the day you rue Things here still seem pretty new Yet, you have changed the things you do Frankly, it just makes me say eww You canít even remember the shit you said Soon enough youíll be waking up dead Youíve got me so mad Iím turning red I have no idea what goes on in you r head All that matters is your addiction is fed I hope you enjoy being alone I guess from now on youíll be on your own For what youíve done youíll never atone Your heart appears to be made of stone But from now on you can consider us done

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