No food to eat, all the money’s been wasted from last week
I can’t even leave, so I sit in the basement, making up rad beats
Hot cup of tea, it’s four o’clock in the middle of the night, and I can’t sleep
It’s all on the peak, so bad I can taste it while it eats me -The Neighborhood Staying up

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