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Death and taxes
02:30
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Slam one down and two more for the road
Conversations with someone I don't know
I love this bar, my friends the funeral
I've got no junk so I got no soul
Slam one down go home the same old path
Think about life, my hearing will never last
Hell if I die here in this cold grass
I swear I'd never have to pay a bill again
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2. |
Uncle Micks
02:11
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Clouded mind, I got to get right
Hair of the dog won't get these shakes off me tonight
Breathing in smoke from a strangers cigarette
Last calls are my salvation and worlds end
The line to the bathroom is so fucking long
Coke princesses and junkies on their phones
All trying to get right just like myself
This bar is church and we're all sinners now
An asshole on the front end of nothing
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3. |
Lucky Tiger
03:07
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With every word you've said to me
Lying truth, psychology
I've wasted time
You've wasted lines,
of things I've done
The same reruns
Times change, hearts stay
Nothing stale about us
Just couldn't be
I've wasted time
You've wasted lines,
of things I've done
The same reruns
Days spent, figuring mind alike
It wouldn't work inside
I've waited for you here
Too late it's clear
I've come so far somehow
Lost fading sounds
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4. |
12 Steps
02:30
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What if this was it?
A white light the end of days
No bills, drank a weeks pay
Pulled down to early graves
I love my girl and her brown eyes
The things I threw by the wayside
New doors to old places
Full cars to empty spaces
Parking lots are better half full
I'll find a spot in the back lane
Light up and watch a train go by
Wonder how life passed me
The joys of a dead end job
There's nothing on your shoulders
Go down to the corner store
An empty bottle is worth nothing
the things I'll never see
a silver spoon or easy street
if I could stand on my own two feet
hold a chip that says 30 days free
Gas in the car twice this week
Bought booze with the change from my backseat
Wrote a letter to a friend in jail
So glad he's not here with me
To sleep in a freezing car
Dinners out of vending machines
I'll shower in a truck stop sink
I unfold a letter my daughter wrote me
It said " I hope you make it back to us"
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Scenarios
03:14
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Scenarios haunt me
Constant reminders of
Things gone wrong
Could I've changed?
Or was it meant to be?
Its too late
Times been known to heal everything
Could I've changed?
Or was it meant to be?
Making the most of what I got
To keep me sane, at bay
Who would have thought?
Wishing, hoping
Gnawing pains only subside
by the historic creature
Familiar with this old friend
It's nice to hear from you again
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The Yips
03:15
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I'm shaking out of my own shoes
The first few days are the hardest ones
coming off a bender
I'm sweating through my mattress now
I'm tossing and turning over my mistakes
coming off a bender
Trying to find the things I lost along the way
You can bury me alive with all the disappointments I'm involved in
I'm a drunk. I'm good natured. One of these are a lie.
I'm on a sinking ship the only thing floating is my liver
I grab onto to bottle my life raft at sea
White knuckled hanging on to all of my vices and regrets now
Letting one go scares the shit out of me
Theres not much I can do
I'm 30 years old and set in my ways
Bad habits aren't a way out they're just something I do
I'm shaking out of my own shoes
The first few days are the hardest ones
Coming off a bender
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