On these weeds I spill my blood
burried in the dirt with my cup
But its nothing I can
Its nothing I can
forget about it
Oh my God, Oh my God
I cant forget about it
Oh my God, Oh my God
I ship myself to the court-yard guard
hit by a car like a wild boar
But it´s nothing...
It´s nothing...
Forget about it
Oh my God, Oh my God
I cant forget about it
Oh my God, Oh my God
I don´t smoke
I´ve cleaned my lungs out
Coughed up my heart
Where sadness has a friend
I sniff you out
look through your throat
Nothing left to throw up
Oh my God, Oh my God
I cant forget about it
Oh my God, Oh my God
I´m fine.

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