Lyrics:

I need to quit smoking, yeah
I'm gonna lose my voice
Sometimes just from talking
My throat it will get sore

And I cry like I'm grieving over someone I know
But I do and you don't understand
That the worst kind of death 
is the one by your own hand.

I need to quit eating
My waist it's getting big
I feel it bulge in my jeans
Curl up on the floor

And I cry like I'm grieving over someone I know
But I do and you don't understand
That the worst kind of death
is the one by your own hand.

I need to quit drinking
My body's turning gray
I swim in all the liquor
Maybe I'll drift away

And I cry like I'm grieving over someone I know
But I do and you don't understand
That the worst kind of death 
is the one by your own hand.

Music & lyrics: Alicks
Production: David Glauber

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