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Lyrics:
All things happen to me Half of them I don't even tell you Cause you'd probably fall asleep Before I'm even half way through
Wrestled in mud up to my balls I have overfilled my quota Been stranded, frozen Wounded in some Winter Wonderland
How do we fix this mess? Maybe you couldn't care less
*) LIFE KICKS YOU DOWN LIFE PICKS YOU UP LIFE GETS YOU DIRTY
Clean cut clothing Arrow straight and stayin' sober You can get to where you're going If you know just where you've been
How do we fix this mess? How come I don't feel blessed?
*) Repeat
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