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Got a pad lock on the top shelf it's been locked up for years. I'm so used to the well I forgot the taste Most likely better than these tears Got a second hand piece of shit It's been on the brink for years. It most be so great to drive on greener grass Kick dirt up on me as you pass. So sick of inspiration and from expectations. So sick of inspiration and from expectations. So sick of inspiration and from expectations. So sick with what I'm facing On the porch is where I sit. My car is on the fritz. and I don't give a shit 100% blitzed I'm falling down the stairs and I don't even care Not even thinking twice about my pour health care A chipped up collar bone. A backpack full of rocks Two ears are deaf in tone And holes my all my socks Yeah life sucks sometimes trying to make every hard rhyme Want someone please make it stop So sick of inspiration and from expectations. So sick with what I'm facing So sick of inspiration and from expectations. So sick with what I'm facing Aus Songtexte Mania