Last call for regrets and defeat
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To finish the bottle full of empty dreams
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Punch - drunk head and straight out of line
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Another excuse with no alibi
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Hitchin' on the road of decline
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With no name streets and no vital signs
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I pissed away the best of me and
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No one can help me!
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I'm misery's best friend
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Dead beat on a dead-end
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A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean
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The self-elect resident reject
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A bad habit
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Don't forget that you better
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Count your last blessings
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I fell off the wagon
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I'm Chasing six feet
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And now I'm running out of time
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My hands are tied
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And nailed to the cross
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I'm looking for all the composure I lost
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I'm petulant with a bad attitude
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A poster-child vision of wasted youth
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I dodged the book and found the key
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I can't say the same for dignity
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I pissed away the best of me and
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No one can help me
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I'm misery's best friend
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Dead beat on a dead-end
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A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean
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The self-elict resident reject
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A bad habit
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Don't forget that you better
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Count your last blessings
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I fell off the wagon
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I'm Chasing six feet
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And now I'm running out of time
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Now i'm my own enemy
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I don't hear you now
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Perfect tragedy
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God bless us denial
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I'm misery's best friend
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Dead beat on a dead-end
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A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean
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The self-elict resident reject
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A bad habit
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Don't forget that you better
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Count your last blessings
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I fell off the wagon
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I'm chasing six feet
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And now I'm running out of time
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count your last blessings
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