Living on your own again
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What's gonna keep you clean this time
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But how you wear your skin so hard
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And breath that turpentine
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You're not her only hurting sin
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But her favorite one it seems
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You thought you'd die
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When you heard goodbye
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And sank your dreams
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You're just confused like the rest of us
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About your next meal
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Left mistakes everywhere
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For the whole word to feel
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It comes around once more
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Get drunk again before we go
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I wish I'd heard his last dying words
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Last dying words
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My train of thought gets slow
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Why I'm never even know
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You need prayer more than
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Anyone I ever knew
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But save a prayer for later
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To get a drink or two
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Remember when we all said
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That we could stop any time
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Poets tell how gods fell
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Through his last dying words
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Last dying words
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My train of thought gets slow
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Why I'll never even know
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You need prayer more than
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Anyone I ever knew
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But save a prayer for later
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To get a drink or two
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Remember when we all said
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That we could stop any time
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Poets tell how gods fell
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Through his last dying words
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Last dying words
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Poet's Tell
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| Flotsam & Jetsam |
