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Run to the bus
Fall, break my back
Still miss it
Next one in 45 minutes
FUCK
Got to wait
Roll a joint
Wind blows it in the snow
Phone rings
My date has STD
FUCK
I got 666 problems but a riff ain't one
War, Climate crisis
Bullshit Politics
I might just hang myself as well
FUCK
Stress,
Age,
Work and love
All these problems, got them all
Shitting at Traxide...
There is no TP?
FUCK
I got
6
6
6
Problems but a riff ain't one
I got
6
6
6
Problems but a riff ain't one
Written by: Gaspard Carrey
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