Woke up this morning and crawled out of bed.
Eight days of sickness.
I'm better off dead.
Chiva lyrics by Zeke. Woke up this morning and crawled out of bed. Eight days of sickness. I'm better off dead.
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Woke up this morning and crawled out of bed.
Eight days of sickness.
I'm better off dead.
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