Welcome To My Humble Life Of Disarray
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Welcome To My Humble Life Of Disarray
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Seeing Sunday morning through bloodied eyes
I feel so dead, yet I'm so alive
And the aftertaste of alcohol makes me want more
As I peel my face off the kitchen floor
I look around me, and what do I see?
One hundred bottles, laughing at me
I feel like shit, I smell like shit this sacred day
Welcome to my humble life of disarray
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