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letra de 12oz ft. alex mahaffey - voiddweller

going for the gold, keep the four loko cold
behold bo rai cho, with mad mic control
to booze a black hole, drain bottle reload
then dive in unknown , and hope the shield hold
low on liquid, intake addictive
living real sick but lately life’s shifted
downward spiral artist’s depiction
art my main fix in this sh-t existence
i’m livin like a man full of some junk
feel stuck so i just get drunk
never enough, in a rut, in a funk
diggin in and waiting for life to not suck
crack a fifth to escape the sh-t
i admit, it’s cyclical with no benefit
but tippin spirits is better than f-cking callin it quits
swim in sin, cause my patience is f-cking wearing thin (so i)

drink cause i got sh-t inside i need to k!ll
memories, burden me, f-ck these brain cells

wake up still f-cked up throwing up
sh-tter full of puke and the only thing holding up
the frail man who just stumbled out of the club
not sure if he’s ever gonna f-ckin be done
it’s his only fun, escapism via depressants
because to quit would take admittance that his life is too depressing
to handle without a handle devoid of the ethyl’s blessing
it all becomes everclear the sh-t he’s been repressing
so f-ck that, i’m about liqour and avoidance
an i’mma be joyous while i’m sippin on this poison
f-ck real life it ain’t nothing but annoying
so instead beats and my liver i’m destroying
like c-ck rock hotel suites
alcoholica ain’t got f-cking nothing on me
apex predator to 12 oh zee
and tippin j.d. screaming f-ck reality

- voiddweller

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