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Munchies
02:57
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You know we're walking to Courtenay Place
And we've just fried our brains
And now we're feeling kinda hungry, we got the munchies
But we don't know
What we wanna eat!
And Chrissy's vibing a kebab
Sean reckons we hit up Nando's
Isaac's keen for Noodle Canteen
As for myself I could eat all three
You see we're so damn high
We simply just cannot decide
What should we eat?
We're simply just that fried
So fried we can't make up our minds
What should we eat?
Oh shit, turns out we got no cash
Not a problem, back to my flat
You know we're having toasted sandwiches
Or something else like that
On mine I think I might have some
Pickles and marmalade
And then another one with butter and marmite
I'll need a really big plate
You see we're so damn high
We simply just cannot decide
What should we eat?
We're simply just that fried
So fried we can't make up our minds
What should we eat?
So what we gonna eat?
So what we gonna eat?
So what we gonna eat?
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Tripping In the Garage
02:41
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A Year from Now
03:24
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Was it all my fault?
Was there bad luck involved?
Doesn't matter now, my body's broken down
I suppose it's time to mend
I'm not sure how to begin
But I'm over pretending
Things aren't okay like this any longer
I'm getting bored of hell this year
I think I'll try escape
I won't ever let things get this bad again
I'm done with all this misery
You think if I try
And give it some time
My flesh can still repair itself
In one more year from now
You'd think maybe things would be better than this
All those years
Of living so careless
They've caught up
Now I exist as this consequence
I feel myself growing
Weaker and weakness
It just goes on from here
I need rest
But now it hurts so much that I can't sleep
I'm losing everything
Becoming a shell of who I want to be
Detoxify my poisoned life
I'll find a way to make things right
Can't wait for help
Before I drown
I have to start this healing by myself
I'm getting bored of hell this year
I think I'll try escape
I won't ever let things get this bad again
I'm done with all this misery
You think if I try
And give it some time
My flesh can still repair itself
In one more year from now
You'd think maybe things would be better than this
No falling back into bad habits
That's how I got here in the first place
I must cut out the rotten parts of me
Nourish what remains
Once I commit to never turning back
To living like before
Then I can finally start recovering
Finally be cured
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