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I d love to stay and have another beer
And we could waste another year
Saying how last one was better
Do you remember the time?

Now the only time I see you smile and sigh
The only time I see that sparkle in your eye
Is when you talk about getting another bag of dope

I hate to see you when you
Reach for the bottle
Reach for the needle
Reach for the little white pills
To kill the pain

Think you re so wild with the bottle in your hand
Slurring your speech, barely able to stand
But you look just like a younger version of
Your stupid drunk old man

When you reach for the bottle
Reach for the needle
Reach for the little white pills
It kills your spirit
It kills your imagination
It makes me sick it makes me sad
It makes me wonder what happened to you
It makes me reach for the bottle too

[Hook] (Afroman talking)
Hush, hush (yeah yeah)
Somebody s callin my name (if you listen closely baby)
Hush, hush (yeah yeah)
Somebody s callin my name
Hush (listen baby) hush (somebody s callin)
Somebody s callin my name
Oh my lord, oh my...

When you re just a sickly mess
You re worn + tired and scared to death
Well you, you can come to me
And we can share a disease
And talk and roll around in the debris, yeah

It s easy to be disappointed...

Feat - Cristina Scabbia

Bound to your side and trapped in silence
Just a possession
Is this sex or only violence
That feeds your obsession

You send me to a broken state
Where I can take the pain just long enough
Then I am numb -t hen I just disappear

So go on infect me
Go on and scare...

No debe ser tan difícil encontrarlo
alguien que me haga crecer al conquistarlo
ya conocí todo los lados
el bueno y el malo,
quisiera al fin encontrar un hogar
quedarme ahí con...

Alguien que me diga, que me diga
lo que quiero escuchar,
alguien que me cuide y que me hable
que me lleve a donde va
alguien que me...

Given good ground to walk around on
It would mean so much to me to see
Things for my still young self or else
I might not believe whatever people
Say in their own ways, colourful faces
And easy going shame almost telling me