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Redneck Truth Serum/ a good Friday night

We pour a round, we roll a spliff
and everything is great
'til bottles suddenly appear
and someome gets a plate

The other day my loneliness
it seemed would never end
'Til I went and got a few supplies
and found myself some friends

The ringing's getting louder now
my mind completely numb
The music's getting louder, too
and things are getting dumb

And by the time the night was up
there was no secrets left
It was a great experience
but now I feel like death

Vodka, Valium, vicodin
morphine and Mary Jane
This cocktail will bring out the truth
and numb away the pain

I try to come to terms with all
the secrets I've uncovered
but first, I'll probly sleep a lot
until I can recover
LordCreepy
Written by LordCreepy (Colten_Sorrells)
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