Luyện nghe bài hát Pranging Out

I get from tour and suddenly 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)
This voice is to me,
This aint funny (The irons been on in my house has been in for 4 fucking weeks)
I see you,
I'm about to do something

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

You're out,
I see you,
This is talking to me,
aint even 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 she's a bit somehow,
I don't think she realised I'd invited her back to my house.
I want anyone to see me like this right now,
All sorts of thoughts rolling in my eyes,
I've been a poor sport dance in my mind,
A banging headache, dancing by their side,
with the pictures 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, frightened of fuck all,
So nursing my I drink right from the bottle,
I want anyone I know to see me like this,
My fibs in became lies in lists,
She's sell/tell no doubt,
it I'm not gonna stop drinking though, I cant for now.

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

My must have slipped down and gone to sleep,
Before the prang pain was to dawn on me,
the time I was sketching trying to con some sleep,
And the new day on me was nearly in here,
I have flaked while I inputted, waging loads more.
Cos I on bookings, way to tow the score.
Why do I break my not to wager anymore?
I'd on the bookings and majorly totalled on the score,
I've got a simple problem, but my spinning out,
I the website between the wine and the stout,
My of fear made me forget how fucked I had been,
This time I'm drying my eyes and a fucking bleed,
Turning my off when my promo guy phones me,
The day before getting nasty with my manager he only bit me,
I threw his wallet out of the 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,
This is talking to me,
aint even funny
I see you you,
I'm to do something stupid.

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