| I used to get drunk all by myself
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| I wanted to be somebody else
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| And I had a mask inside my mind
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| That I hid behind
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| Out on the point of no return
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| I crossed a bridge I could not burn
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| And turned down a road that led straight to just pleasing you
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| If just pleasing you is the last thing I do
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| I’ll go to my grave nobody’s slave
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| Most of the friends I used to know
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| Gave up a long long time ago
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| I blew through their lives a train off track
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| And never looked back
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| And I made each love a nasty joke
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| And every last chance a vow I broke
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| Then down on my knees, surrender to just pleasing you
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| If just pleasing you is the last thing I’ll do
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| They’ll lay me to rest
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| Knowing I’ve had the best
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| I used to get drunk all by myself
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| Now I’ve set that old pain up on the shelf
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| And each shining day I rise up to just pleasing you
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| And each shining day I rise up to just pleasing you
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| Just pleasing you
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| Just pleasing you |