"I don't wanna know, leave me in the dark
If I can't hold it then I can't tear it apart
And it seems if, everything I touch comes to pieces
I toast to another head rush for when hell freezes
Increase the dosage, take me there
Make me numb, I don't wanna care
Turn your back, move towards the sunset
Forget about the past, the drama, the unrest
I resent what inspires me
The struggle between apathy and irony
Tryin' to see, and it's driving me to that place
Where every face gets erased
You don't exist, it's just me and this fist
That I use to beat and abuse my grin
If I was a little bit more intelligent
I would protect my skin from this wind"
I know slug is from Minnesota, not North Dakota... but it probably gets pretty cold there too. When I walk to school tomorrow it will be -13 degrees, -29 with windchill.
I SHOOK HIS HAND ERMAGERD I LOVE SLUG AHHHH I need to go to bed.
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