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Came home from Christmas and I wanna fucking die
Trapped in suburbia, bored out of my mind
Gotta find a way to stay preoccupied
But oh my god, what the fuck is there to do
Go down to the hardware store and buy some fucking glue
I love sniffing glue
I love sniffing glue
I love sniffing glue
I love sniffing glue
I love sniffing glue
I love sniffing glue
When you got no money, and don't know what to do
I love sniffing glue
I love sniffing glue
I love sniffing glue
Stuck at my mother's house and I wanna fucking choke
Can't even get high cuz there's nothing left to smoke
Had to find another way cuz I'm always fucking broke
But oh my god, I'm sick of sniffing glue
Run down to the hardware store and find something else to do
I love huffing paint
I love huffing paint
I love huffing paint
I love huffing paint
I love huffing paint
I love huffing paint
When you got no money, and you don't like feeling fake
I love huffing paint
I love huffing paint
I love huffing paint
Aaghhhhhhhh
Came home for Christmas, and I wanna fucking die
Trapped in suburbia, bored out of my mind
Had to find another way to stay high
But oh my god, I wanna pump some gasoline
Lift a nozzle to my nose and inhale until I cream
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
I love gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
Wooaharhhhhhhhhahhh!!
My fucking brain cells hate me
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