| I woke up this morning
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| Lying under my bed
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| With hell’s bells in my ears
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| A runaway truck in my head
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| I tried to get off the floor
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| But my feet wouldn’t carry me
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| I tried to open my eyes
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| But the light was too bright to see
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| Last night
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| I left my lovin' woman
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| Told her to hit the road
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| To find herself another man
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| I don’t know why it took so long
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| Don’t know what went wrong
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| I only know that she is gone
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| A I feel good all alone
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| Standing on my own two feet
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| Taking my trouble to the street
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| All of those years
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| All of those nights
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| They keep falling through your fingers
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| Like a handful of sand
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| Now that you’re gone baby
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| I can finally speak my mind
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| I never told you too much
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| Kept everything inside
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| All my life
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| I wished I had a home
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| But I held my secret baby
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| Like a dog holds a bone
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| All of those years
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| All of those nights
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| They keep falling through your fingers
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| Like a handful of sand |