All these diamonds on me, they ain't turnin' green See me gettin' money, now they rockin' with the team I put down the alcohol, instead I'm sippin' lean Came up off of fiends, did it for the C.R.E.A. Pre-Chorus I've been dull, numb Oh I feel fucking dumb For the things that I've done But my habits Are my way of escape From my depressed state Chorus I'll have nicotine for breakfast And.
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