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NO SUN
by SUICIDE SAUCE
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I've got an addiction it's a fuckin problem
All these fuckin problems don't know how to solve em
I've got a problem with 2 to 3 pm
I start getting mad drunk next day do it again
Next morning I'm tired I don't really feel good
Cant remember last night as clearly as I should
Don't wanna go and make a bad situation worse
Don't know if I'll kill myself but I'll get fucked up first
I'm so uncomfortable now
I'm so uncomfortable now
Maybe it's molestation
A need for something parental
I feel so fucking empty now
Shit used to be so sentimental
I'm always feeling ashamed
Just like a stupid whore
Maybe it's cause my parents said I'm to blame
Now I just have to drink some more
Rich kid rich kid don't fucking touch me
My parents won't do shit because yours have money
Rich kid rich kid said I'd be in trouble
So many years later now I'm buying a bundle
Rich kid rich kid you creepy gross fuck
Those were my first times being kissed and touched
Rich kid rich kid Summer after Summer
I will never recover and I will always suffer
I'm so uncomfortable now
I'm so uncomfortable now
I'm going fast
I'm going hard
I'm being shitty
I'm going too far
I'm starting early and I'm getting drunk late
I'm turning into the people I hate
The people I hate
I'm sure it's something bad
Something I work hard to forget
In the darkest memories of your life the main characters won't give a shit
It's constant reassurance of terrible facts and just having to live with that
I'm sure it's Patrick MacNamara
No sleep
No sun
This life's no fun
I'm so sad
I've got an addiction it's a fuckin problem
All these fuckin problems don't know how to solve em
I've got a problem with 2 to 3 pm
I start getting mad drunk next day do it again
Next morning I'm tired I don't really feel good
Cant remember last night as clearly as I should
Don't wanna go and make a bad situation worse
Don't know if I'll kill myself but I'll get fucked up first
I'm so uncomfortable now
I'm so uncomfortable now
Maybe it's molestation
A need for something parental
I feel so fucking empty now
Shit used to be so sentimental
I'm always feeling ashamed
Just like a stupid whore
Maybe it's cause my parents said I'm to blame
Now I just have to drink some more
Rich kid rich kid don't fucking touch me
My parents won't do shit because yours have money
Rich kid rich kid said I'd be in trouble
So many years later now I'm buying a bundle
Rich kid rich kid you creepy gross fuck
Those were my first times being kissed and touched
Rich kid rich kid Summer after Summer
I will never recover and I will always suffer
I'm so uncomfortable now
I'm so uncomfortable now
I'm going fast
I'm going hard
I'm being shitty
I'm going too far
I'm starting early and I'm getting drunk late
I'm turning into the people I hate
The people I hate
I'm sure it's something bad
Something I work hard to forget
In the darkest memories of your life the main characters won't give a shit
It's constant reassurance of terrible facts and just having to live with that
I'm sure it's Patrick MacNamara
No sleep
No sun
This life's no fun
I'm so sad