Took a fuckin' sip from my ash can
It didn't bother me too much
I spit another tooth in the trash can
I gave up on keepin' me in touch
When I go out, it ain't gonna hurt at all
A choir of angels, euthanasia
Behold, a sober moment
Too short, and far between
I should crack one open
To celebrate bein' clean
When I go out, it ain't gonna hurt at all
An end to anger, euthanasia
When I go out, it ain't gonna hurt at all
Familiar stranger, euthanasia
They say it's painless
Euthanasia
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