| Livin' my life one mistake at a time
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| All keep adding up
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| Waiting tables for the last six years man my youth is wrappin' up
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| And now I’m staring down in a glass
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| For answers it won’t give
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| Wonderin' why I live to work, when I know I should be working to live
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| So I get myself another drink and I, try to forget that I drink too much
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| Cos' if this is my lot in life well, it’ll just have to be enough
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| Because i’m settling for having my bills paid
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| That cigarette after a long day
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| And if it gets too hard i’ll go and close the bar, run a tab up that’ll be more
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| than I made
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| Holding on to dreams i’m dreamin'
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| They are the only thing that’s keeping me moving
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| And if when I awake i’m still a lowly slave i’ll be ok with this life i’m
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| living, yeah
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| I’ll be ok with this life i’m living
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| Locked up institutionalised i’m labelled criminal of the state
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| An affliction of addiction we all got, one on our plate
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| Knocked up, car flipped, raided homes
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| Troubled souls are the only ones I know and I
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| Wouldn’t take it any other way
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| Im so sorry if you cant relate
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| Because i’m settling for having my bills paid
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| That cigarette after a long day
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| And if it gets too hard i’ll go and close the bar, run a tab up that’ll be more
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| than I made
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| Holding on to dreams i’m dreamin'
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| They are the only thing that’s keeping me moving
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| And if when I awake i’m still a lowly slave i’ll be ok with this life i’m
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| living, yeah
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| I’ll be ok with this life i’m living |