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Mouth hits the floor, breaks the dry wall,

from what i just caught with my eyeballs,

red eyed i am, ask am i high? naw,

i'm just like you, i love the way you can lie girl,

don't even try girl, don't ever come near,

stay as far as you need to not be here,

even if it means i'll always see you in my rear,

as long as you're never the honking that i hear,

or the sirens that i hear from a squad car,

hitting 90 down the freeway blasting rockstar,

getting a nickel back, the quarter goes far,

will somebody just tell me where the dutches are,

knees steering, fingers rolling, paying attention,

trying to go red eye so i don't get tense then

remember a time when you were by my side,

tell me to get over, well at least i tried.