I. There’s a Hole in my Sock

And I can't go outside cos I don't wanna get stabbed
By a fucking needle in the motherfucking parking lot
Why can't you just do your drugs inside!

There's a needle in my mom's tyre
And we gotta get it out but I don't wanna touch it
(I had to pull it out at points)

I guess I'll buy some new socks from the dollar store
But going to the Dollar Tree is such a bore
And I know, oh I know, oh I know, oh I know
I know
I know
I know

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I drove a hundred thousand miles in fifteen minutes
I know that's not possible but I still fucking did it
I had to get home, see if everything was all right
(it was, by the way, I was just overreacting)