| Woke up again to my chagrin
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| Getting sick and tired of feeling sick and tired again
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| I tried to write, because I got the right
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| To make it look as if I’m doing something with my life
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| Got to find a vein, it’s always the same
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| And a drink to ease the panic and the suffering
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| I woke up again
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| Dreamt of Gunga Din
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| Oh, the road is long
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| If you stay strong
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| You’re a better man than I
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| You’ve been beaten and flayed
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| Probably betrayed
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| You’re a better man than I
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| Woke up again to my evil twin
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| The mirror is fucking ugly and I’m sick and tired of looking at him
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| Been up all night, I’ll probably pick a fight
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| 'Coz I can’t help it, I’m bastard in the morning
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| So I try to write, I think I have the right
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| A little drink-y now and then to help me just to see the light
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| Just another day, it feels like nothing’s changed
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| Oh fuck it, oh here I go again
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| Oh, the road is long
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| If you stay strong
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| You’re a better man than I
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| You’ve been beaten and flayed
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| Probably betrayed
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| You’re a better man than I
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| What’s the point in you now?
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| I can’t chase you nohow
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| Oh, leave me alone
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| I’ve got those Monday blues
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| Straight from Sunday booze
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| Oh, the road is long
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| If you stay strong
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| You’re a better man than I
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| You’ve been beaten and flayed
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| Probably betrayed
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| You’re a better man than I
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| Oh what are you doing, you stupid fucking idiot?
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| Wake up!
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| Hey! |