Saturday Fucking Night

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The shots keep coming and you cannot just quit

They're all in your ear screaming just fucking do it

Your mind is in two feeling like it just fucking split

Your heart starts racing you're putting on a skit

Your walk turns to a stumble fall scream oh shit

The things you say give reason to permit

You'd love to stop, but you'd hate to fucking admit

The alcohol is numbing all your fucking wit

 

You were too fucked up and too far out

You claimed a life that you weren't fucking about

But no one fucking noticed not a single fucking doubt

You drank so much the bottles looked like a fucking drought

 

Yes, put your fucking lips to that fucking shot

As it goes down slow feel the burn yes it's fucking hot

I cannot imagine the danger if your ass got caught

But you're so fucking drunk you passed out in the parking lot

Guys all touching you and you're crying can you not

But five seconds later, one more shot, and you forgot

 

Forgot, forgot, forgot that you didn't want

They're calling you a slut, a bitch, and a fucking cunt

They're words will hurt, shit they will fucking taunt

yes all of your fucking life now tell me again how they fucking daunt

 

This is the life you've chosen

So don't stop for time is not frozen

Go go go the life is dead

This life that you've always seemed to dread

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