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Gotta cut the carbs cuz I'm tryna' get thinner Gonna drop the weight guess I better skip dinner Throwin' off the lipids yeah they think they're the winners Call me a glutton yeah I guess I'm a sinner Callin' me a quitter cuz I guess I'm a spitter Throw me in the brig with my trash and my litter Stew in my filth cuz I'm already bitter Out for the night yeah it's best you call a sitter All of that rubbish better throw it in the trunk Every single artifact is already junk Toss me your conspiracies and I will debunk them Give up on your battleships I already sunk 'em Love me two times and I'm already gone Show me what you mean and I'll find out I'm wrong Pass me what's left of the mud in the bong I cannot hang I am already gone Rollin' out flat like a wagon wheel Decomposed stats far away from steel Losin' momentum on banana peels Lettin' my mama rock me how she feels Gotta cut the carbs cuz I'm tryna' get thinner Gonna drop the weight guess I better skip dinner Throwin' off the lipids yeah they think they're the winners Call me a glutton yeah I guess I'm a sinner Love me two times and I'm already gone Show me what you mean and I'll find out I'm wrong Pass me what's left of the mud in the bong I cannot hang I am already gone Gone through the ringer he came he went we lied Preachin' those promises we came we saw he died Summer of love we dropped we tripped we fried Newborn babies have crawled and shat and cried Mother Earth wept she lost her composure Stripped from the land without any closure Father Time kept on windin' the clock Sheep will be led to fly with the flock Gutted from nature and glued to the wall Tossed to the side after through it all Dragged through the dirt and we're all still appalled Cuttin' it down this is how we fall We fall We fall We fall We fall We fall We fall We fall We fall Stoned out of our minds we let it Lost track of our path we lost it Accustomed to our hinds we fake it Bruises on our ass we take it Stoned out of our minds we let it Lost track of our path we lost it Accustomed to our hinds we fake it Bruises on our ass we take it