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Well why does it hurt when i see you again? |
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Is is the memories, or Jack Daniels understands? |
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And I dont know if I'm out of control. |
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Coz lately I've been spinnin', |
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and drinkin' alone. |
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Will you pick up the gun dear, and put me asleep? |
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Coz' I'm sleepin' on missery and she's cuttin' me real deep. |
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And I'm all alone. |
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Driftin' and stoned. |
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Bein' too far gone. |
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Well I'm stoned and alone. |
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Hell I've been surrounded by whores and thieves. |
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That was always tryin' to get the best of me. |
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And I don't mind getting thrown out on the street. |
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Coz I can get by without much to eat. |
