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I would kill my best friend
for a pound of weed
Stand above his corpse and smoke his pipe
Show no remorse to the bloody sight

Don't talk shit when you see me
or I'm gonna terrorize everyone in your family
I'll stash them like antiques in my attic
The dying corpses
I'm feeling like an addict

Running out of weed soon
I start to panic
Bloody intestines stick to my teeth like mesh
What the fuck is this bloody mess?
Feed my addiction
That will teach you to stay out of my kitchen

O.J. Simpson never knew what was right
Explain the glove and the knife

Some of you think he didn't even do it
Millions of dollars, man
That'll get you through it
Run up, stab, slice twice for the thrill

Pour your blood into pitchers
Solicit them back and then take pictures

Why did he die so sadly?
He was beaten so badly

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from Never Trust the Living, released June 10, 2011

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