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In your little wicker chair
nobody cares for you
You're so fucked up

You at nothin' in the pouring rain
And try to tell you're not insane
You fool, I you sometimes

Hey, you know it coincidental
That lost in place
It's drippin' off face
And you're losin' your precious

Send me a postcard if you get far
You got a couple pennies in rusty jar
The truth you've gone for a while

And it's hard lookin' at you you look that way
With your one stands and your sleep all days
Ooh, such a slut sometimes

Hey, you it ain't coincidental
That you're in place
It's drippin' off face
And you're your precious mind

You're losing mind
You're losing your
You're your mind

I said, "You're losing your
You're your mind
losing your mind"

I said, "You're losing your
losing your mind
You're your mind"

I said, "You're your mind
losing your mind
You're your mind"