There is no pain
My body's drained
I never should have had that fourth slice straight
We gathered round
The lost and found
But my jerks of attention let me downI took the first one
And I pulled it back
And what was once green
Had all turned black
Had all turned black
And there was nothing left to sayI'm ten foot tall the worlds so small
I know it all when I'm wasted
And what you see inside of me
Has been set free when I'm wasted
WastedI'm getting there
My constant stare
And I don't think I'll move from this chair
We've got them both
Archers of Loaf
And the Stone Roses in the stereoI took the first one
And I pulled it back
And what was once green
Had all turned black
Had all turned black
And there was nothing left to sayI'm ten foot tall the worlds so small
I know it all when I'm wasted
And what you see inside of me
Has been set free when I'm wasted
WastedI'm ten foot tall the worlds so small
I know it all when I'm wasted
And what you see inside of me
Has been set free when I'm wasted
WastedWasted, wasted
Wasted, wastedAnd I don't want to be straight
Don't want to be straight
And I don't want to be wasted, wasted, wasted
Down!
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