Pretty Toxic Revolver

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Yeah
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Danger, one of us just lost our savior
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Gotta maintain when you're going insane, so I say this prayer
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Dear God, why do I need this medicine to control my anger?
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And do you even exist? They're trying to say it's a myth
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Lotta things left unsaid, lotta things left unanswered
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My aunt just passed from cancer

Dad just got out of rehab
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And mom's never gonna show up, gotta grow up
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Ride with me through the memories inside of me
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'Til the nights I was hooked on the ivory
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Head hurting all week 'cause of bad coke
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Then the same week Peep overdosed, that's fucked up
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But I guess I lucked up
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And I feel his pain because it probably won't be until
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The day I die that they love us
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But trust, every nomination I don't get
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Every list that I ain't on
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Is a reminder of why I wrote songs in the first place
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As a way to escape where I came from

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This just my pretty toxic
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Heavy conscience weighing on my soul
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Six shots in my revolver
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When I'm on my own

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Play this song
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On the first day I am gone, I do not want you to cry
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Legends never die, I hope our story's told
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And the year spent on that road
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Before they came to our shows
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We were creating our lane, I hope they pave it in gold
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Take me home, somewhere I belong
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Somewhere foreign, looks like Dali's drawing
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Yeah, isn't it funny that whenever you got a vision

A mission and a couple of plans to go with it
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Somebody gotta come along mad and damage it
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Like a cancer that inhabits never banishes
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I managed to smoke five grams of cannabis
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And still keep my stamina for the fans and the goddamn cameras
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That attack my stance like Evangelists
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I said truth and they couldn't handle it
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So when it sinks you stand in it
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I guess this is my Titanic
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With no James Cameron to direct this draft of it

Just my

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Pretty toxic heavy conscience
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Weighing on my soul
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Six shots in my revolver
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When I'm on my own, back against the wall
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It got me anxious
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Helpless, frigid, cold
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Late nights drinking on my own
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Now I'm fearless, Al Capone
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To my dearest, I ain't gone