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By Boondox, [Intro: Random people talking]
I suffer from depression
Complete depression
Had it my
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By Boondox, [Verse 1:]
Front post livin swiggin wiskey and mescaline
Swining fly swatters
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By Boondox, DIIIIIE
Giving my soul to hell,
And tell Heaven I did my
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By Boondox, Visions of my childred wiping tear from open eyes
As they
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By Boondox, Like stuff started coming out and at the time
I thought
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By Boondox, I'm the first born son if a seventh born heathen
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By Boondox, Godforsaken left to rot an orphaned bastard child mutated product
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By Boondox, Pitch black was a nite a black as could be
Pick
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By Boondox, Lookin out across the crowd I see painted faces all
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By Boondox, We walk all alone
Always on our own
We walk all alone
Always
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By Boondox, Straight out the crops
Straight out the crops
Straight out the crops
Straight
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By Boondox, Now I'm on the run
On the run from it all
I'd
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By Boondox, [Chorus x2]
I ain’t never had no easy life
what I have
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By Boondox, Walking After Midnight (Feat. Insane Clown Posse) Lyrics
I’m fuckin walkin
I’m
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By Boondox, You cannot even envision in the darkest cathoclisms
Of your fucking
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By Boondox, [children vioce]
A tisket, A tasket
The Skarecrows out his casket
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By Boondox, This is a cat (meow)
This is a horse (whinny)
A cow
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By Boondox, Southern nights are sippin on Henny
Southern nights are rolling up
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By Boondox, She lies awake for days suffering in misery
No one to
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By Boondox, I can hear them screaming through the forest at night
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By Boondox, [Verse 1:]
So many times i sit and ask myself why
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By Boondox, [Verse 1:]
Now tell me this
What u fucking with the lames
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By Boondox, [Verse 1:]
[Boondox]
It was late one night in the 4-0-4
I was
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By Boondox, Heaven help me cause I'm burning inside. (Burning Inside)
Reflections of
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By Boondox, [Verse 1:]
(out here)
Out here where the sun dont shine
We 'bout
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By Boondox, [Verse 1]
In the belly of the beast a place that's
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By Boondox, [Verse 1:]
[Boondox]
I got 'em in my sight
Aimin' right between his
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By Boondox, [Verse 1:]
In my hands I hold the key to who
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By Boondox, [children vioce]
A tisket, A tasket
The Scarecrow's out his casket
Turn off
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By Boondox, She was new in town.
She was a treasure that I
