waking up at twelve in my clothes again,
feel my head explode from a night of gin,
waking up late,
i don't wanna drink,
don't wanna be a clown,
i've gotta get my feet back on the ground,
before i come see you,
how did it end up like this?
and who's gonna stop me when i'm gonna hit the ground again?
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all by myself,
i don't wanna drag you down,
hold you down,
cos you're a friend,
i blame myself,
i guess you think it's funny now,
funny now.
on the underground,
with the freaks and frowns,
staring at the world through silver clouds,
then it all came down,
I've gotta rise above the emotional flood,
gotta cut these ropes around my hands,
pull myself around,
how did it end up like this?
who's gonna stop me when i'm heading to crash land?
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