| Drink til I’m dead, toast to my life
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| Forget about it all in the process
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| Holding my breath, cold for the night
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| Difficult to know what the cost is
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| Call it what you want
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| Tell me that I’m fucked up
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| Tell me that I’m wrong, that I’m right
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| Tell me that I lost touch
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| Tell me that I’m like him
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| Tell me that I’m down for the fight
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| Would anybody care if I woke up
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| Thought a new day might feel different
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| Everyone’s stripped down, coked up
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| Thought it might be real, but it isn’t
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| My mind it goes to the darkest places
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| I’ve got so much to love, sometimes I fucking hate it
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| First I felt faded, then it got loud
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| Next I was wasted, then I blacked out
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| Said damn, gotta get sober
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| But it always starts right over
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| First I felt faded, then it got loud
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| Next I was wasted, then I blacked out
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| Not who I seem, I mean like
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| I’ve been doing bad things, bad things, yeah
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| I’ve been having bad dreams, bad dreams, yeah
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| Scared that I’ll fail, knees in the dirt
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| Calling up somebody that I don’t love
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| Weaving all my sad tales, even if it hurts
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| See the beast well it always seems to show up
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| Call it what you want
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| Tell me that I’m worthless
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| Tell me that I’m hype, that I’ll blow up
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| Tell me I’m a fucked up person
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| Tell me every night that I’m spending on a sofa
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| Looking way back in the archives, locate the link
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| Cause I went straight from the hard times
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| To spitting in a kitchen sink
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| My mind it goes to the darkest places
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| I’ve got so much to love, sometimes I fucking hate it
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| First I felt faded, then it got loud
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| Next I was wasted, then I blacked out
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| Said damn, gotta get sober
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| But it always starts right over
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| First I felt faded, then it got loud
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| Next I was wasted, then I blacked out
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| Not who I seem, I mean like
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| I’ve been doing bad things, bad things, yeah
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| I’ve been having bad dreams, bad dreams, yeah
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| Wish I could steal every moment that I loved
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| Keep it in a safe place
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| Cause I can’t deal with the stress of the lifestyle
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| Or the way you’re looking in my face
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| And I wanna get away from it all
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| But I’m drawn right back, moth to the flame
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| Everything’s better than it’s ever been but I’m worse for the wear
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| Yeah it’s hard to explain
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| I want a new name & a little bit of something that I ain’t got
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| I want it two ways, like to kill all of my pain with the same shot
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| I’ll be alone forever in my head
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| Dot my I’s til they fill me out
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| I’ll be alone forever in my bed
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| With a twisted smile and a filthy mouth
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| I mean like
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| I’ve been doing bad things, bad things
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| I’ve been having bad dreams, bad dreams |