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I slept straight through to eight am |
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That same old lame alarm clock excuse just ain't gonna work again |
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I light a |
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Marlboro for breakfast, on my way out the door |
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That's the third day this month |
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I had one too many the night before |
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And judging from the past, it won't be the last |
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It's a free fall when your back's against the wall |
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When you hit rock bottom and the bottom drops out |
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How's a man supposed to stand tall |
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Well, the high life ain't my life |
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I can't walk a line and |
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I damn sure ain't gonna crawl |
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Just living in a free fall |
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With a shovel in my hand and a hammer in my head |
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Right about now |
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I can think of a thousand things, |
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I'm rather do instead |
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But I dig in this hole for my dignity |
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I think I finally come to understand working for the man ain't working for me |
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I can only take so much, my only way is up |
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From a free fall when you're back's against the wall |
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When you hit rock bottom and the bottom drops out |
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How's a man supposed to stand tall |
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Well, the high life ain't my life |
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I can't walk a line and |
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I damn sure ain't gonna crawl |
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Living in a free fall |
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It's a free fall when your back's against the wall |
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When you hit rock bottom and the bottom drops out |
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How's a man supposed to stand tall |
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Well, the high life ain't my life |
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I can't walk a line and |
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I damn sure ain't gonna crawl |
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Just living in a free fall |
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Free fall |
