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I've been swimming around in my head,
and it's a terrible chore to get out.
Lately, I've been putting more, feet than food in my mouth.
My brain lacks sanity, serotonin, and dopamine.
These helping hands only seem to serve themselves.

Wasted, all the time.
They say you're gonna die.
I say I don't care.
Why's that baby?
Cause I'm already dead.

I need to piss or get off the pot,
but I ain't got a pot to piss in.
Have a window but it won't budge,
and all I can see out is my reflection.
Not like I need the cold getting in.
It's already cold inside my head.
These helping hands only seem to serve themselves.

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from Already Dead​/​Living Rooms, released December 25, 2021

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