You're in no condition
Tilting over, urinals so listen
Although you won't recall
For so you don't free fall
I reckon that I take a stand
Wrecking that which makes a man
And these crack mirrors between
Matter of fact, curing acts that lean
Hoping to forget a time
When coping with regret, a crime
Was more or less refined
And sores of mess align
So I’ll pick up the pieces
Before you lick up diseases
You just close your eyes
Don’t choose to blow your mind
In the morning we’ll debrief
Now let snoring kill beliefs
So that song will come to light
For the wrong still sums a right
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