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I'm coming, I'm running, I'm gunning

I'm 'finning to the hunt of solutions to all my problems beginning with my childhood

End it with a bump of the soft, to get to jumping it off

Straight through my lungs and I cough, like a child would

I'm not going to fret, or beat myself up and let it get to me

The time that I spent just drowning in dread, like a mental breach

Fucked in the end, no luck in the end, like a rectal bleed

What's to defend, these drugs ain't a friend who stand next to me

Lived through a glamorous life, hammered up every night

When time didn't matter, my mind would unravel

I tried to just dabble, I'd rant and I babble

That I would get sober in time, I get over it