Luyện nghe bài hát Pranging Out

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

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

I daren't say what my manager got lairy and smacked me, these are getting unbearably nasty.
Staring at the crackwork looking scary my brandy, the rock and roll clich walks in and then
me.
Carelessly wreckin' out prang just to handle the fear, I do a 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 just a bit sad.
Snort more tour support and then have a drink, the bruise on the side of my is madly banging.
The reason I started this was to still be here laughing, the only reason I started this was to
be here laughing.

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

The in my bed was kinda distant right now, I know she's thinking she's 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 like right now,
All sorts of thoughts rolling in my eyes,
I've been a sport thoughts dance in my mind,
A headache, dancing prang by their side,
Dancing with the from the past of my life,
I don't any of what I just thought at all,
The prior to when I forgot it all,
a bit, getting frightened of fuck all,
So nursing my I drink right from the bottle,
I don't want anyone I know to see me this,
My fibs in became lies in lists,
She's sell/tell no doubt,
Fuck it I'm not gonna stop though, I cant for now.

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

My laptop have slipped down and gone to sleep,
Before the prang pain was to dawn on me,
Around the time I was sketching to con some sleep,
And the new day on me was nearly in here,
I must have flaked I inputted, waging loads more.
Cos I on bookings, way to tow the score.
Why do I break my rules not to wager
I'd on the bookings and majorly totalled on the score,
I've got a simple problem, but my minds out,
I the website between the wine and the stout,
My rush of fear made me forget how I had been,
This time I'm my eyes and a fucking nose bleed,
my phone off when my promo guy phones me,
The day before getting nasty with my when he only bit me,
I his wallet out of the window as it was growing heated,
He said 'Sort your life out' as he punched me 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 about to do stupid.

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