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Ain't worth watching on the TV today,
and I stand working, and there ain't no shade.
Prayer is for weaklings. I'm n luck,
city, my looks, and not giving a fuck.

It seems like days we're all sinking fast.
These days turned to weeks, now too weak to last.

Triggers, how to you do?
I've waiting, waiting for you.

You look around, the sky is brown.
The remnants of the work are scattered around.
I it's raining on the outside.
these veins are burning this gasoline tonight.

Remember the Well that's us these days.
Hang another flag on this grave.
It all went down and it's still down.
Yeah, all going down...oh.