| First things first
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| I ain’t even at my worst
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| Spilling whiskey on my shirt
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| Please, in my place, someone put
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| Open up the curtains shut
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| Let the light in, watch it cut
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| Through my life into my blood
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| I want something, I’m not done
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| I want something, I’m not done
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| You won’t even need to know
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| Close the door and watch me go
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| I can make it on my own
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| Hate from here to Ohio
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| I’m not waiting for a break
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| Working harder with no faith
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| Me and you are not the same
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| Me and you are not the same
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| Picture this
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| Me in a better light
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| You know I feel the best at night
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| Can’t imagine much change
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| Other than paying and saving
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| For me, praying is wasting time
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| You know it’s too late for me
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| To turn back or change my mind
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| Who am I kidding? |
| Head is spinning
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| I’m skidding back off the road
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| Thought it was over, I’m getting older
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| And further than closer, lose my hope
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| And find me dead on arrival, I’ll spiral
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| Why am I telling you this?
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| Guess I’m getting help from it |