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von Clowns

I′ve woken up in the gutter
Turning shades
Of yellow, black and blue

The only thing keeping myself
Alive
Is a memory of you

Take this I O U
Promise that I'll do
A little better
Next time

I′ve got myself in a downward
Spiral
And there's nothing you can do


The only substance in your life
Is a bit
Of substance of abuse

Take this I O U
Promise that I'll do
A little better
Next time
Self-diagnosing
Self-prescripting
Self-destructing
Pickle

Take this I O U
Promise that I′ll do
A little beTTER
NEXT TIME