It's 6 am. four hours of sleep.
fell asleep feeling off
woke up feeling pain.
my throat burns like crazy,'
its sore as all hell
i have to breath through my mouth
cus with my nose, i can't even smell.
i need gatorade, baby
lots of it, can't you see?
I'd like that fruity punch and that lemony kind,
i like them, baby can't you see?
Oooooooooooooohhhhhhouch.
(Set to almost any song by Robert Johnson)
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