| This is all trouble, she says
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| You’re looking like a double of you, she says
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| Like those eyes looking at me are some other color, she says
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| Like why you drink so much
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| I love you but crying to sleep so much, I’m done with it
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| I looked her in the eye
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| And I said you can’t get this from kissing your wife
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| See life is a dream now
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| I feel peaceful
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| I feel freedom otherwise I can’t reach
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| This ain’t a glass, it’s a type of key
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| To where they keep the brighter me
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| It’s like I got a monster, I says
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| It gets quiet when I chug a mug of lager, I says
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| And let me tell you it’s a bit a hell living with him around, I says
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| So why I drink so much
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| I’ll tell you, my mind’s a hive of bees
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| They’re yelling that I got no worth in my life
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| Like somehow I’m best with worms in my eyes
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| See life is a dream now
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| I feel peaceful
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| I feel freedom otherwise I can’t reach
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| This ain’t a glass, it’s a type of key
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| To where they keep the brighter me |