well there ain`t nobody left to impress and everyone`s kissing their own hands this 666 on the kitchen floor ain`t no fire in the pan I get lonesome...
so glad to be a slab stiff as a stick on a board I get thoughts and dirty socks piled in the corner I get lonesome...
getting fat on your own fear bring that beer over here I stomp on the floor just to make a sound I get lonesome...
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