Suns coming up no sleep in sight
Is it Monday or Tuesday I think I work right?
I could go home there’s no point in it now
I guess drive to work and lay my head down
Light up a cigarette to try and calm down
If I vomit in my sleep there’s a chance I will drown
45 minutes before my shift starts
The amount of blow I did is off the charts
My face is numb and my nose has the runs
Still not sober now driving through this empty town
Red and blue flashing lights with a hand around my waste
Cigarette ash in my mouth is all I can taste
Smoke coming off my shirt and flames in my hair
My cars burning up while the crowd around me stares
My face is numb and my nose has the runs
Still not sober now driving through this empty town
The man, the myth, the legend, the human torch
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