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Standing in line for something to eat Dragging my ass, dead on my feet No more possessions, just my clothes Down on my luck and I'm sure it shows
No confidence, no self-esteem When I lost my love, I lost my dream Aching heart, head, and soul Sleepless nights are taking their toll
Back to the hotel on welfare street A beer, then bed 'cause I'm so beat Walk down the hall just to take a piss Never thought I'd end up like this
The obvious conclusion The inevitable end Death will be welcomed like a friend
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