No Problems/Death of a Friend

Lyrics
Sitting by yourself again No friends are near You got a needle in one hand And in the other one a beer You can't cope with life You can even get up Who's gonna help you? You've got to pick yourself up But I've got no problems I've got no problems... Your mind's so fuckin clouded You can't see through the haze
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Credits
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- Fat Mike