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When I crawled out of bed this morning |
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I could tell something wasn't right |
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There were cigarettes in the ashtrays |
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They weren't your menthol lights |
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There were beer bottles in the kitchen |
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And broken glass on the floor |
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Someone must have slipped me something |
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Passed out a couple days before |
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The car was in the carport sideways |
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Big dent running down the side |
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Never seen anything as frightening |
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As when I took a look inside |
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Smell of musk and deception |
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Heel marks on the roof-line |
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Bad music on the stereo |
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All the seats in recline |
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The aftermath staring me right in the face |
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I'll get around to breaking even one of these days |
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My credit cards have all been maxed out |
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The meat in my freezer all thawed |
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The IRS laid the facts out |
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It's all worse than |
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I thoughtThe welfare lady said enough is enough |
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The kids ain't been to school in weeks |
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Crystal-meth in the bathtub |
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Blood splattered in my sink |
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Laying around in the aftermath |
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It's all worse than you think |
