you can get me wasted

You're the one I cut and pasted

And you might've once existed

And my memories are twisted

Yeah you robbed me like a strip-mine

Dead and buried for a long time

In an episode you casted

In the part where Jesus fasted

You ring up my line

I'm expanding my mind

I see two-thousand-five

When we fell who survived

You can get me slack-jawed

You were sipping through the last straw

Barely moving to the last waltz

To a symphony of my faults

Wrapped around me like a smoke ring

Had me set up like a coke sting

I'm still doing five-to-seven

Wishing liars got to heaven

You ring up my line

I'm expanding my mind

I see two-thousand-five

I can't tell who's alive