Dri - Slit My Wrist Тексты

Every day I get more pissed
Slit my wrist, slit my wrist
I hate to care, I hate relations
A pile stacked high of complications

Every day I get more pissed
Slit my wrist, slit my wrist
I hate the thought that I must give
All my time just to live

Every day I get more pissed
Slit my wrist, slit my wrist
I hate the thought of government aid
Across my wrist, a razor blade

Every day I get more pissed
Slit my wrist
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