Ill hunger, I’m still hung up
I still love her
To think of the fun of my thrills
To go kill something
Still hunting
I feel this ordeal is just real pungent
Pill popping, i conceal problems
It reveals nothing
Real rushes appeal to my feelings
I still function
Far from ideal
With these spiels pumping
I Appear drunken
I pierce my fears with a fierce friction
What do we have here
It’s been a bad year
Collapse or contract all the brash fear
Or be pussy as Pap smears
Would it, should it make any change
Shook up, I should’ve attained
A better hook on everything
Ive betted looks are everything
But that ain’t looking better
Think I better cook up better things
Or try to focus on the cheddar
Know that I can never let go
Look at all the pressure
That I betted would erode
All of the pleasure unfolds
While the weather turns cold
I still love her
To think of the fun of my thrills
To go kill something
Still hunting
I feel this ordeal is just real pungent
Pill popping, i conceal problems
It reveals nothing
Real rushes appeal to my feelings
I still function
Far from ideal
With these spiels pumping
I Appear drunken
I pierce my fears with a fierce friction
What do we have here
It’s been a bad year
Collapse or contract all the brash fear
Or be pussy as Pap smears
Would it, should it make any change
Shook up, I should’ve attained
A better hook on everything
Ive betted looks are everything
But that ain’t looking better
Think I better cook up better things
Or try to focus on the cheddar
Know that I can never let go
Look at all the pressure
That I betted would erode
All of the pleasure unfolds
While the weather turns cold
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