1pm looking out the glass
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Grey sky forecast
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Cold with the wind chill
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Thinking bout the past
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Always thinking bout the past
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When will I get over it
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Why are the good days so easy to forget?
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And the bad easy to remember
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Must be the thinker
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WhatĄ¯s the real problem here
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The drink or the drinker
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Turn the lights off
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CanĄ¯t go to sleep
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Turn the lights on
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Make another beat
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Get on the internet and read just to kill time
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And start writing this exact rhyme
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IĄ¯m all alone but I made it that way
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SheĄ¯s the only one left to make the demons go away
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Make the pain go away
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That sickenin feeling in my stomach
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So many fears
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That war zone between my ears
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So many years
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Freaked out
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Like a broke somthin in my brain and hell leaked out
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I run from the sun
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Fantasize about a warm gun
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DonĄ¯t remember what I wanted to be doin
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Or the last time that I had fun
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When was the last time I had fun
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But when she smiles
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When she smiles
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It all goes away
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It all goes away
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ItĄ¯s a good thing that misery loves company
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Otherwise id be all by myself
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With this split personality
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I put a record out
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And did a few tours
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Relapsed
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Ran aground
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And ran threw a few hours
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Ended up in the hospital
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Again
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The doctor says I have an illness
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The preacher calls it sin
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Like god is even something you can comprehend
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God is without and god is within
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Like a fish tryin to see water it ainĄ¯t happenin
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So stay out of my path
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And stop over reactin
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The world ainĄ¯t comin to an end
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But you are
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Might as well have fun before it all goes FUBAR
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Fucked up beyond all recognition
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Find somebody to love and stop bitchin
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Because thatĄ¯s the only thing that seems to works for me
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I aint got nothin for you but hard dick and insanity
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When she smiles
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But when she smiles
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It all goes away
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It all goes away
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She
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