Lyrics
I’m sick and.…
…Tired of going to sleep at night
I miss the drugs the high
Beating someone up in a fight
Brings you down,
brings you right back up again
My crush,
Speed is my only friend
Oh my god –
I lost my house, my car, my life
I beat my kids, the feds,
I even beat my wife
I’m going down,
oh man I gotta get back up
I’ll pull the rifle off the rack inside my truck
I’m shooting for you...
I’m shooting for you...
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