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Apparently there are fireworks over the bridge
That I can see from my hospital window,
And I'm curious...
I am curios how they'll look now that everything is so dark.
Cancer rolls around here gently as a tumbleweed,
We roll our bloodshot eyes at them and they keep on rolling.
We really forget what life's about,
I can't remember the differences.
Were getting stuck inside the boxes we create,
Who gives a f..ck when all the toxins are the same.
I guess were picking our casket out,
I guess were all just getting stuck inside the boxes we create,
So drink up,
Drink up cause all we ever get is a tas
