Apocalyptic tragedy
Up my nasal cavity
And who needs friends
When you're the fucking Prince Cobra
Down another bottle and
Start to cry a little
Because malt liquor tastes
Better when you have problems
And I'm puking in the bathroom
Bitching about how lonely I am
But it's okay because
Hopefully I'll forget it the next day
And when I'm dead I know
You'll all remember what a
Worthless, pathetic loser I am
'Cause my life was spent in the back of a cruiser
And I'll just be another junkie
Buried with his guitar picks
'Cause I bitched too much
Every dope sick morning of
No one left to rob
And nothing else to steal
And I'm sobbing in the next room
Drinking myself to death
But it's okay because
Hopefully I'll forget it the next day
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