These days, something's always turning into nothing will change, I'm just trying to find
a way up when I'm down, it all makes sense to me now, we're all good, we're all good,
we're all gonna die trying to figure it out, we're all getting high anyway, we know how,
we're over our heads so I'll say it out loud, we're all gonna die trying to figure it out,
we're all gonna die.
I write a song, it's got a couple B-blinds, it's bored, don't it make me sound sort of wise,
but I'm pissing in the dark and hoping I hit the pole, I'm afraid of what I can't control,
we're all gonna die trying to figure it out, we're all getting high anyway, we know how,
we're over our heads so I'll say it out loud, we're all gonna die trying to figure it out.
We're all gonna die trying to figure it out, we're all getting high anyway, we know how,
we're over our heads so I'll say it out loud, we're all gonna die trying to figure it out,
we're all gonna die trying to figure it out, we're all getting high anyway, we know how,
we're over our heads so I'll say it out loud, we're all gonna die trying to figure it out.
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