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Michael Oneal - 7 12's lyrics

Artist: Michael Oneal

album: Darkside of a Small Town


Just recieved my diploma
I Took a job up in Oklahoma
Working shutdowns for Fluid Daniels
It was work I was sure I could handle
And I fell in with this dude named Joe
Joe said he was thirty-five years old
But I swear he looked just like living hell
A result of too many seven twelves
I started working myself to death
Started working myself to death
Working days without rest
I was working myself to death
Well old Joe showed me all the ropes
How to work all day on just a little bit of dope
We'd stay up and we party all night
We made it back to work just in time
Well I was making more money than I could spend
Making twenty bucks an hour counting per diem
And I was staying up for days without rest
And I never busted one single random piss test
Cause I'm working myself to death
I'm working myself to death
Working days without rest
I'm working myself to death
I was a young man seeing many different towns
Yeah I always had me a party hanging around
Making lots of money life was so easy for me to cope
Then Joe taught me how to cook my own dope
Then one year started feeling just like ten
Taking more and more candy to make me spin
Getting deep dark circles around my eyes
I was losing the grip on my life
An I was working myself to death
I was working myself to death
Working days without rest
I was working myself to death
And I just turned twenty-five last week
And I'm running on a three day tweak
Got the truck loaded up and I'm on the move
Gotta catch a shutdown just north of Baton Rouge
And I just crossed that Louisiana line
And I'm crashing down from my high
Yeah both my eyes are getting very heavy
And it's hard to hold this old Chevy steady
I swerved across a broken white line
Swerved head-on into a semi
Now I'm spiralling down to Hell
Yeah I hope they don't work me seven twelve's

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