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inolonger - get broke and die already lyrics

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if i’mma get rich on this boat
gotta make use of the straw
and if that’s the whiskey or fifth’s talk
then don’t mind the walk
i’m hardly standin at five tall
and stumble down in the stalls
grind on the grind and your bones call
askin if we can crawl home and fold

and i try to scream
but the words won’t come out right for me
i feel like i’m just bumbling, where’s the beat
my eyes have gone glossed and i’m numb and

f+ck it all: no smiles, no calls
no text+right+backs, no cares at all
i’m tired of smiling, tired of laughing
tired of tired, but sick of dancin

sick of living, aged from wastin
achy sad, and sad from slippin
losing time and breakin bones and
breakin homes, oft home alone, it’s

time for coffee

got broke and i go home
so f+ckin used to the call
you couldn’t make on yer day off
don’t bother for the next on
i haven’t shaved in a week now
but whiskey still runs my jaw
don’t mind me, please, if i nod off
i haven’t sleep since some dawns ago

it feels d+mn well like i should be workin for free
every dollar that i work for, i’ve yet to see
some days i jus wish that i could just f+cking scream
my t++th just cracked and the glass feels halfway

to the point where i surrender (who f+cking cares? it’s p+ss, red+gold)
to the poem last i’d render (preach the music of god; in my wrath, i’m whole)
to a dream of my creation (paving the way, a blitz to victory)
my ending moments, weak from benders (hit me, i dare, and then you’ll see me)

- inolonger lyrics

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