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Depression and cigarettes
Alcoholics Anonymous
Still struggling to pay the rent
But all my money has been spent
On quick fixes and paranoia
I shoulda told ya
I'm taking one step forward two steps back
As my composure slowly cracks
And what do I do?
I'll fuck it up more and bore myself to tears
Giving into all my fears
And I'll try to disappear
Depression and cigarettes
Alcoholics Anonymous
Still struggling to pay the rent
But all my money has been spent
On libations and a lack of exits
My liver hates this
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