Morgan, you're on
You're always strong
Much stronger than I could have been
You lost your shirt
In the train and hill
Someone with the 20 hours to go

You got arrested

I stumbled home, with three, four locals
And I drive to beat those feelings down
The devil came home
Said, "Boy, go back to sleep"

Can I hate enough?
Can I hate enough?
Can I hate enough?
Can I hate enough?

A motherfucker put hands, hands on you
Motherfucker put hands, hands on you
A motherfucker put hands, hands on you
While we should have escalated quickly

Thank you
You get down the plug

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