| I can’t stick around she said
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| Not much to be found she said
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| I oughta know, time goes by slowly
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| I am here and i am young
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| Life is here and not much fun
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| Somehow some way, i missed my day
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| Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick about it?
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| Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick without it?
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| She wakes up and cracks a beer
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| Wants to feel she isn’t here
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| Sometimes she cries and she doesn’t know why
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| She is only twenty-two
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| And she feels her life is through
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| Blames it on fate, starts drinking at eight
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| Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick about it?
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| Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick without it?
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| Sorrow floats
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| She’s too young to feel that old
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| She’s too kind to be that cold
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| I try to help, i just start to yell
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| Too much time is spent to think
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| Too much money spent on drink
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| I’m far away but still i should say
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| Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick about it?
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| Don’t you ever get sick of feeling sick without it?
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| Sorrow floats
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| You can’t drown your sorrows
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| Or on you will be the joke
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| Because the only thing that you will drown is yourself
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| 'cause you see my dear, sorrow floats
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| Sorrow floats
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| Sorrow floats
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| Sorrow floats
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| Sorrow floats |