You make trouble for yourself,
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And then you turn to the cause.
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I'm sick of forgiving these actions,
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So just put your life on pause.
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Then you try and justify,
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Your reasoning behind,
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You say It's your job,
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You work too much,
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You need to unwind
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I say you could have always come to me,
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But instead you chose the drink,
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To blur your unhappiness away.
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So now you've got a new friend,
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And it sure as hell ain't me,
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You feel more at ease when blinded,
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Than dealing with what you know you see.
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Time is called, it's time to leave
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But you need to party.
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So you pick a guy and go to his,
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You wont be happy in the morning.
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You wake up with your head in hands,
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Saying you'll never drink again,
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But you'll be out in 12 hours time,
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Doing the same thing.
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I say you could have always come to me,
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But instead you chose the drink,
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To blur your unhappiness away.
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So now you've got a new friend,
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And it sure as hell ain't me,
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You feel more at ease when blinded,
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Than dealing with what you know you see.
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New Friend
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The Steal |