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Lyrics: Spilt Milk. Other. So Stoned.


So we watch the clock in our boring home. We amuse with silly talk cause we're so stoned.

I can't see through this foggy haze where I'm going with my life. See the day get wasted away cause I'm so fucking high. I'm so fucking High

My stomach rumbles, so I get some grub. I eat meat that's redder than my eyes I rub

The Visines in the bathroom, that's where I'll be. I spy in the mirror a stoned bastard staring back at me
Spilt Milk