Counting all the holes from the bullets I've been sweating
Petting cats and dogs from the rain that keeps on falling
Thinking of the one true love the one I could've married
Looking at the cars the ones that keep on passing
Some one said she died today and I just keep on laughing
Just another user who took one shot too many
I'll check myself for HIV in case it might've caught me
Maybe I'll just count more holes sit and keep on sweating
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