I'll sit down and write some stupid rhyme.
I've got a million genius ways of wastin' time.
I'm sick of makin' these false conversations.
I'm sick of takin' these false accusations.
I'm sick of this wild goose chase.
I'm up to my neck in for social grace.
I'm loose.
I'm loose.
I'm sick of makin' these false conversations.
I'm sick of takin' these false accusations.
???? the end of the street with a bottle of whiskey and no shoes on my feet... ???
I'm loose.
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