Day 1
• Written by Anonymous
I came back from an acid trip, didn't pack no bags
got coke all up in the mattresses i ripped off all the tags
drugs get neatly aligned all the time inside my nasal cell
hopeless time searchin for dimes inside the wishing well
(break)
yea, but they don't wish me well
in my cup is lean and she mean but i don't kiss and tell
got a girl but i swing that johnny macenroe
maybe it's maybelline, maybe i don't know
pussy or brains its all the same when my eyes get closed
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