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| | | | | | | Lyrics : | I woke up this morning, totally fucked up
Tried to think, guts too messed up
My head and limbs all fucking hurt
And what's this vomit, doing on my shirt
I woke up this morning, totally fucked up
Tried to think, guts too messed up
My head and limbs all fucking hurt
And what's this vomit, doing on my shirt
There's no activity in my brain
Let's get fucking drunk again
Why do you ever wanna think
While there's still enough to drink
What did I do, where did I go
My mind is a mess I don't fucking know
Look around I still can't think
All I know I need a fucking drink
There's no activity in my brain
Let's get fucking drunk again
Why do you ever wanna think
While there's still enough to drink
I had some wodka and lots of beer
But how the fuck did I end up here
I can't remember what I have done
All I know we had lots of fun
There's no activity in my brain
Let's get fucking drunk again
Why do you ever wanna think
While there's still enough to drink
There's no activity in my brain
Let's get fucking drunk again
Why do you ever wanna think
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