Here's the answer and the antidote:
Ever since then i had no job
I'm about to go super nova
Tell 'em build a boat like noah
She wanted to fight at first
Im the best your the worst
How simple they are
Down the street to the car,
Thinkin of the the dreams
Little more weed, first class seats
The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
Huh, a metaphor of course
Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/
There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the
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