Bro (Album Mix)
Growing Cold
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We get fucked up To cope with this stuff We get fucked up Like a ritual We get fucked up To cope with this stuff We get fucked up Like a ritual Ohhhhh Drink in my cup And I can't get enough The room's spinning I'm stuck Bro I can't get up Thoughts in my head Make me wish I was dead But they fading away When we're fading away I am faded okay I can not feel my brain It's gone from the decay Drop it in the ash tray Put my thought in the rap I am open, no cap Shit, I feel like crap I think this was a trap I'll open up to you When I've had a drink Or two Or four I'm on the floor I'm throwing up some more So close the fucking door And get on the dance floor Ay, ay We get fucked up To cope with this stuff We get fucked up Like a ritual We get fucked up To cope with this stuff We get fucked up Like a ritual We get fucked up To cope with this stuff We get fucked up Like a ritual
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