"Life's too short to even care at all
I'm losing my mind, losing control
There fishes in the sea they're staring at me
A wet world aches for a beat of a drum
If I could find a way to see this straight
I'd run away
To some fortune that I should have found by now
I'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down
come down..."
Cough Syrup - Young the Gyant
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