Who's still partying?
Cause I'm wrecked.
It was a good run,
But life catches up,
And your dues need to be collected.
Cheating is eating,
And we are runing out of fegs.
The light weights are gone,
Only the true heavyweights left.
The stereo seems out of sorts.
Dail a drink unfortunately don't supply antidepressants.
I should of left,
But I love the madness.
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