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Come out swinging but lost it in round two
 Probably 'cause I started drinking vodka around two
 You getting left behind like a problem I outgrew
 Do you know who, this song is about you
 Uncivil attack, It's not drunk dribble, it's rap
 My chances are getting slimmer
 Fuck trimming the fat
 Have it all warts and all
 I put me foot down when I saw the wall
 Paranoid private number calling sore
 Hello
 Don't speak to me, I've heard it all
 Declaring war so peacefully
 I'm on me own frequency
 You're trying to chew me inner
 Rigid dregs to a new beginning
 Breaking eggs and thinking you can fix 'em
 Flip the truth it's fiction
 I do this shit and you can listen
 Stupid grinning through these trying times
 With tired eyes, wise
 Drawing vertical lines through minus signs
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 'Cause I don't like talking, I'm depressed
 One word answers, Lou Reed talking to the press
 Yes, no, maybe so ticking a lot
 I disagree with all three, it is and it's not
 I spun out of a tight situation unamused
 With the finesse of prince dancing in high heel shoes
 I'm unreal for-real, I wind you up like
 Reel to reel and unseal the deal, uh
 I'm a troubled man, I don't want no trouble man
 You said, then shun your hand
 And shook your can instead
 Ignoring the signs, walking towards your demise
 Life is like a lord of the flies, a book I haven't read
 Jumping in at the deep end, blind
 A good friend I'm giving you free tens for five
 Mate, arrive late, for my demise
 Wise, prepping my own medicine
 Slicing limes