Luyện nghe bài hát Pranging Out

I get back tour and suddenly it doesn't seem like much fun to be off my face at quarter to 11am

You're out,
I see through you (I awful)
voice is talking to me,
This even funny (The irons been on in my house has been in for 4 fucking weeks)
I see you,
I'm about to do stupid

I daren't say what my manager got and smacked me, these headaches are getting unbearably nasty.
Staring at the crackwork looking with my brandy, the rock and roll clich walks in and then
me.
Carelessly wreckin' out prang just to the fear, I do a line but then panic cos I feel a bit
prangy.
So I glug marlon from the bottle to ease off the pain, then when it starts wearing off I feel a bit sad.
Snort more tour support and have a drink, the bruise on the side of my head is madly banging.
The only reason I started this was to still be laughing, the only reason I started this was to
still be laughing.

You're out,
I see you,
voice is talking to me,
This aint funny
I see you,
I'm to do something stupid.

The girl in my bed was kinda distant right now, I know she's thinking a bit frightened somehow,
I don't think she realised what I'd her back to my house.
I don't want anyone to see me this right now,
All sorts of thoughts rolling in my eyes,
I've been a poor thoughts dance in my mind,
A banging headache, prang by their side,
Dancing with the from the past of my life,
I don't remember any of what I just at all,
The conclusion prior to I forgot it all,
Panicking a bit, getting of fuck all,
So nursing my bruise I drink right the bottle,
I don't anyone I know to see me like this,
My fibs in single lies in lists,
gonna sell/tell no doubt,
Fuck it I'm not stop drinking though, I cant for now.

You're out,
I see you,
This voice is to me,
This aint funny.
I see you you,
I'm to do something stupid.

My laptop must have down and gone to sleep,
Before the prang this pain was to on me,
Around the time I was trying to con some sleep,
And the new day on me was nearly in here,
I must have flaked while I inputted, loads more.
Cos I on bookings, way to tow the score.
Why do I break my rules not to anymore?
I'd on the bookings and majorly totalled on the score,
got a simple problem, but my minds spinning out,
I remembered the between the wine and the stout,
My rush of made me forget how fucked I had been,
This I'm drying my eyes and a fucking nose bleed,
Turning my phone off when my guy phones me,
The day before getting nasty my manager when he only bit me,
I threw his wallet out of the as it was growing heated,
He said 'Sort your life as he punched me over to my feet.

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You're out,
I see you,
voice is talking to me,
This even funny
I see you you,
I'm to do something stupid.

Right now logic I need to be not contemplating suicide,
Cos with rational thought it would seem that I need to be not doing the stuff that makes death like
an option,
I a totally trojan plan right now.