Текст песни
Drivin'
the
block
to
put
off
gettin'
home
It's
a
whole
lot
of
work
to
get
a
little
bit
stoned
Threadin'
the
needle,
changing
the
dose
'Til
I'm
immune
to
the
cure
When
you
have
not
a
thing
else
left
to
look
forward
to
Outside
of
hittin'
the
road
Burnin'
one
after
your
shift
at
the
restaurant
Getting
a
ride
to
the
show
Oh,
it
makes
sense
to
wanna
feel
good
It
makes
sense
to
want
not
to
feel
They
say
living
is
something
that
you
choose
But
it
makes
sense
with
no
chips
left
to
lose
Everybody
knows
you're
off
the
wagon
Still
hangin'
on
for
dear
life
While
it's
draggin'
you
beneath
the
wheels
Think
you're
finally
findin'
out
the
pageant
Ain't
worth
it,
no
one
does
it
right
You
get
the
hand
you
get
and
try
to
deal
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