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i am consumed by flavors of the week
it starts out dry until the meat
play it shy, hide the freak
acting cool and being meek

i woke up like this: high
i smoke up like this: why
i looked up at this: bye
i spoke up like this: hi

it might have been fun at first
but not speaking your mind feels like the worst
sober is boring, drinking is too
so it's back to crashing, hoping for the boys in blue

i stay crazed mainly 'cause it's inane
to fuck with the pain in your brain
while you're lame and trying to stay on the train
then you try to leave your stain on the game