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I'm dead on the street, they're looking at me
Through their tiny screens. Damn
Can they tell that I'm not breathing?

Balloons stuck on the kitchen ceiling
Could care less to ask me how I'm feeling
And I don't want 'em to, talk to me
'Cause I ain't in the mood
They said my love's a gun
It ain't even loaded and the safety's on

They don't like the way I think
Prescribe me amphetamines
I can't even eat with
The shit thats in my bloodstream

Stuck in the backseat of my brain
Conversing with the demons that bring me pain
And I don't want them to
Talk to me cause I ain't in the mood
They said my love's a gun
It ain't even loaded and the safety on

Put your hands to the sky
Better hope you don't die
Decide to open your eyes
My love will be waiting
On the other side of the line
You've been walking it your whole life
Your whole life

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