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 Straight shots! 
Poppin' bottles! 
Sex sells more than drugs 
It's like an out-of-body experience 
It's something that's painfully real 
It's enough to make you take your own life 
Instead of trying to heal 
From the sleepless nights, 
The paranoia, the stress, 
And the writer's block 
A girl in the picture is not a good mixture 
I'm trying but I can't ever stop 
Lead me on 
Why won't you lead me on? 
Go on and lead me on 
I got a plan (watch me fail) 
You just walked away 
I always admired your selfish ways 
Addicts, alcoholics; 
We're all liars, desperate liars 
When you offer it you can't refuse it 
It's too fucking easy 
Our knees are too weak 
Make up your mind 
How many cigarettes can we burn through? 
How many lines of this can we blow through? 
The light always finds a way to shine through 
You can't ever stop 
You have to 
Shut the door 
Shut your mouth 
Keep it quiet 
Break it out 
Crack a smile, now you're wired 
Just one more line 
The night is gone 
Snow white, cinderella, poison apple, red all over 
Straight shots! 
Poppin' bottles! 
Sex sells more than drugs 
            
 
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