[Chorus] Been away every day Since June On the road doing shows Since June Half drunk every month Since June
And honey, I really think I need to Cut back Barely slept all week Cut back Barely kept on beat Cut back Honey I truly think I see I need to cut back I need to cut back I need to cut back I need to cut back
[Verse 1] I smoke and drink, I cuss like sin I smell like hotel linen and Gin Cause I've been on a binge Where I just sip and then grin stumbling 'round my day from beginning to end Then repeating again, and repeating again It's just one long cycle, it's repeating again And I've been feeding the trend From evening to AM my friend I wish I could stop, I'm just so damn dependant
Haven't been home for a minute and I'm whiped out Getting older by the minute and I'm like wow I won't admit it but I'm in it for the lifestyle It can be wicked but I'm sticking with it right now Deep breath, release out, one more drink, one more joint Each time one more thing, then roll up late In a Super 8 Motel, know this rate I won't rejunivate so well Oh hell don't tell me to slow down, it won't help I'm in too deep to know how Know why? We're doing it to get the show live Besides, it goes hand and hand with the road life
Been away since when (since when) on the road to no end (no end) Have drunk since 10AM Passed out, wake up, repeated again
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[Verse 2] Who really knew the routine Would lose any way of amusing me But it ain't what it used to be It's like a new day, new city, new club new shit But it ain't news to me
See the same posh hotels Across the street the same Taco Bells Same malt lix, and 26 of off sales McDeaks and benedicts come on now
Same old towns, same old crowds Same ups and downs, the same old routes now The same drained feeling for the next few weeks Same sent of cigarettes on the beds used sheets Making the same late night calls from hotel rooms Saying the same broken promises, "I'll be home soon" Facing same headaches and woes as those when I left Taking in every second the alarm ain't set And it all gets further and further out of control The further we go begin to worry, I know Its early but yo, don't want to lose my grip on a whole And wind up some washed up piece of shit on the road
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[Verse 3] Sweatshop pick em off with a tight track To hit em hard like a Louisville spiked hat You like that? You can't help but come right back Grab your lifejack, we're going to wile-out tonight man If you're with us, put up your right hand, hold up If you're with us, but up your lights and, hold up Get em high, gonna rock like a live band Creative Minds so where the **** you been holding at? We keep it all hype, all night, alright So you put to bed all that dead shit you call tight Don't want to be like y'all type Y'all might just be the weakest tripe that ever saw a mic Its Dusty Melo and my man Marmalade 2 reps from the Sweatshop 7 large brigade We spit the sickest shit said split in bars of 8 And make it so the number 1 spot is hard to take.
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