Out by 22

Lyrics:
Terrorist of your body and head
It’s unfair that you think you’ll be dead
By 22, and if you do, don’t worry
I’m not here for you to be sorry
You said your liver is your only enemy
Cause otherwise you would drink
Until you forget
Your mistakes
Hey sugar, do you see it?
You better believe it too
I wont ask about it
Don’t expect me to
If I was able
To make up my mind
So should you
365 and never missed a day
Always in a rush to go sit and wait
Sickly sweet perfume
Barely covers a stench I hate
I’m exhausted just talking about it
I know you can take care of yourself
You stone yourself to death
Why don’t you care about your health
Hey sugar, do you see it?
You better believe it too
I wont ask about it
Don’t expect me to
If I was able
To make up my mind
So should you
Trust me I’ve been here before
But I never went this far
The stuff I sent to bed
Never woke up next to me
Hey sugar, do you see it?
You better believe it too
I wont ask about it
Don’t expect me to
If I was able
To make up my mind
So should you
Trust me I’ve been here before
But I never went this far
The stuff I sent to bed
Never woke up next to me

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You sing and play at the same time when you record?