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At my worst
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Tate McRae
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I'm at my worst, oh-oh I'm drunk to death My friends are saying I should be dead, I don't know why My phone's not working Nothing's working at all I'm getting too upset And what good can that do, it's a big, big, big, big, big, shame It would be much better if I was in an idyllic place at the park But instead I'm just at a racketing house It's like I have low body temperatures from the winter ice It's like my body is just one big ice cube I caught hypothermia, I'm throwing up and this is a catastrophe This is one dinky wood house, no babes to date, no toys to play with, no beds to sleep in, no chairs to sit on, no TV to watch I'm at my worst It's hopeless, there is no healing Heavеn feels like one million miles away This is so bad, who would'vе thought this had happened I'm going to need someone to live with, and a moving chair that goes down the steps, I'm only 17 and I feel like I'm an 80-year-old woman trying to walk regularly
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