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A girl read my runes in the warm dressing room, |
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It was then that |
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I started to think |
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There has to be something really worth hunting - |
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I reach for another strong drink. |
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For ten lonely years - that's my reward. |
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My ego and |
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I we have faced many dangers. |
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Fear and self loathing have never been strangers. |
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Nobody knows of the depths we have been to - |
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Or all the fine messes we've got ourselves into. |
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For ten lonely years - that's my reward. |
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In my world far removed from the actual - |
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Safe in my small amorality capsule. |
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I cruise far aloof from the other world's laws- |
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Hiding behind tinted windows and doors. |
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I'm so tired of living - |
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Too weary to cry, |
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Too stubborn to give in - |
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Curl up and die. |
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This whole situation has |
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I must confess, |
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All the tell-tale signs of another fine mess. |
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I've been run aground - a ship in a bottle, |
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Caught in the eye of the storm. |
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Deep in my strife found the meaning of life - |
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You're dying the moment you're born. |
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My heart bears the scars even time can't disguise, |
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If you only knew what |
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I've seen through these eyes. |
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Oftimes overwhelmed by the feelings of doubt, |
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I have crawled in a bottle to shut them all out. |
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Will I drown in the sweat of this chemical dream, |
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With far too much blood in my alcohol stream? |
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When Mr. Jack |
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Daniels has read my last rights - |
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His friend ' |
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Billy Whizz' comes to turn on the lights. |
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First we were plastered in |
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Paris, Then we were frying in |
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Greece. Caught between heaven and hellfire, |
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Send for an ambulance - fetch me a priest. |
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I've been run aground - a ship in a bottle, |
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Caught in the eye of a storm. |
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Deep in my strife found the meaning of life - |
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You're dying the moment you're born. "A band on ship" the captain cried, |
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We bought damnation duty-free. |
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Now we're floating with the tide - "The silent whales of lunar sea." |
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I've been run aground - a ship in a bottle, |
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Caught in the eye of the storm. |
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Deep in my strife found the meaning of life - |
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You're dying the moment you're born. |
