29. Apparently.

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It now feels like your eyes have turned into liquor
and I can't help
but keep sippin' in it,
for I apparently happen to be a big alcoholic.

It now feels like you have turned into a pot
and I can't help but smoke
and keep getting high,
don't care even if I die
bleeding red,
for I apparently happen to be a big pothead.

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