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Sober

it doesn't have  
To make sense
 
Got sick of
The fake friends
 
And as far as
Doing drugs goes?
 
Sometimes you gotta
Shake trends
 
 
 
So now im bragging
 
How I'm on the wagon
 
So
Fuck the bacon
 
 
..no more pig'in out
It has been my vote
Where I've been,
Im out
 
Doing drugs are
Not what life's about
 
 
 
I might still
Smoke weed,
And have the odd drink
 
But i quit hards
Did it for me
Don't give a fuck  
Bout what god think
 
 
 
What a waste of money
When i think about
All the cash I've spent
 
 
Some of them days were funny
But on a traveling trip
I would have rather sent
 
..my self on
 
It retarded having
Nothing to show
 
For all the money
You wasted
Just trying to
Catch a glow

 
 
 
 
Written by Madintellect (Mike stew)
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