Another morning in the evening
Times still on the floor
And I don’t even know her name
Or if she lives here
Had enough but I want more
I don’t remember how I got here
And how long it’s been now
A day or two, maybe more
On the whole must [?] remains
Never wanted anyway
I always bit the hand that beat me
And they rode me off
It’s easy not to care
Never trusted anyone
Don’t see why I should now
Fade some blinking never fair
You’re all gonna be sorry when I’ll leave town
And get it together, for the turnaround
6 bucks in my pocket and these shoes on my feet
The first step is out the door and onto the street
6 bucks in my pocket and these shoes on my feet
The first step is out the door and onto the street
6 bucks in my pocket and these shoes on my feet
The first step is out the door and onto the street
6 bucks in my pocket and these shoes on my feet
The first step is out the door and onto the street.
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