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Down the Hatch
I woke up the gutter
had a chat with the sewer
Found out I've become
another one of the others
Let's all get in touch,
while we finally fade away
Just wait till the ending
we're one in the same
Could you call me a doctor
for the icicles on my skin
My fever is my brother
He's welcoming me in
It's the end of the week
where every one's drunk at ten
The time where we meet
to smash our genetials in
Everyones at the meet
disguised as a friend
We forgot our own faces
when got drunk again
Are we someone else
trying to get back our better half
snap back to the bar room
My hand on the glass
Bottoms up
down the hatch
This was brewed for you
the very best of the batch
