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Sure, I get lonely, sometimes\n All my friends are wasted\n And I hate this club\n Man, I drink too much\n Another Friday night I've wasted\n My eyes are black and red\n I'm crawling back to your bed\n I hate the bar\n Pharmacy addict hit the Wall Street traffic, took the car\n We reinvent the wheel just to fall asleep at it, skrrr\n Crash on the floor, catch the zzz's (uh)\n Poppin' the polar opposite to the NZT (uh)\n Hip-hop and the propaganda say they name brand (name brand)\n But I done seen how the, did my main man (main man)\n The nights we won't remember\n Are the nights we won't remember\n I'll be gone 'til November\n All my city calls me Simba\n Dreams are made for cages, nigga\n Lions are for real, nigga\n Dying is for real, niggas dying off of pills, nigga\n Fridays are for chill and I escaped the treachery\n I just had to rest in peace the recipe\n The rest of us are praying that the sand will leave a tan\n If you're up right now, hope you hear what I'm saying\n Hope you hear what I'm saying\n All my friends are wasted\n And I hate this club\n Man, I drink too much\n Another Friday night I've wasted\n My eyes are black and red (whoo!)\n I'm crawling back to your bed\n Do you get lonely?\n Sure, I get lonely some nights\n When the angels on my shoulder\n Slumber and I'm stuck here with the vultures\n Hissing and circling\n You didn't call me, (call me, call me, call me)\n Ohh, I'm crawling, crawling\n Crawling back to you\n All my friends are wasted (all my friends are wasted)\n And I hate this club\n Man, I drink too much (I drink too much)\n Another Friday night I've wasted\n My eyes are black and red\n I'm crawling back to your bed\n All my friends are wasted (all my friends are wasted)\n And I hate this club\n Man, I drink too much\n Another Friday night I've wasted\n My eyes are black and red\n I'm crawling back to your bed\n"}]