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Filmed by: Steven Goldberg Lyrics Drunken sleep, a shepard without his sheep, taking what you've said and slowly admitting defeat, and when the casket closes and all my mistakes are exposed it'll be such a relief for you to know the road that I'd chose, and when you think of me in your bed when you're trying to fall asleep some nights I hope I'm not remembered as a fuck or someone you despise, I'm composed of cheap cigs and fast food, I need your time but I'm not trying to intrude, I just needed you to h
