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[Chorus]
Sick of feeling sorry all the time
Wish I didn't worry all the time
Waiting for tomorrow all the time
But maybe there's just something I could find
Wake up and I'm looking for a high
Need something to make it through the night
Every day I'm looking for a sign
To get me by, that's the story of my life
[Verse 1]
Yesterday I went and bought a pound
Used to only buy it by the ounce
Feeling lower like my bank account
Just put eighteen karats in my mouth
DVS is looking like a fountain
When I smoke, I gotta go and take 'em out, yeah
