Damn, I'm matrixed like Park
I look at these idiots, I feel nauseous like Sartre
I feel much closer to the void since I have no more attachments
Brother, when you speak, what I hear is time passing
Yeah
Women and whiskey are my weaknesses (yeah)
Shotgun makes them sincere (yeah)
Boom boom John Lee Hooker (yeah)
Black, white, I don't see colors anymore (yeah)
I can't control my pain anymore (ooh)
God knows how I try (ooh)
No one calls me anymore (damn)
The lights go out

I see time passing, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I see time passing, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I see time passing, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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