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I am a juggalo do or die
I was hooked
Living life just to stay high
i became the crook
and lived by my lies
but then the whole earth shook
and I couldn’t believe my eyes
my heart she took
and that old me died
I came back
And they told me many lies
That it was just an act
But until they look into my eyes
And I tell them the facts
My angel cries
Because of how they act
In hell they’ll fry
Because in fact
Awake in bed I lie
Listening to track after track
I start to cry
Because living without her would be a heart attack