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Feeling Empty
Feeling Lost
All Used Up
At What Cost
No More Dreams
No More Hopeless Schemes
I’m Just Left
With Legal Woes
I've Been Down
Your Road
The One That
You Are On
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Bourbon Bottles Strewn Around
The Bedroom And Bathroom Floors
Pain And Anguish
Fill The Air Disgust Is All Around
Fell Into Bed
Hands On My Head
Murder Of Crows
No Where To Go
Woke In The Morning
Shaking Hands
Had Midnight Twitches
Now Morning Witches
Children Resting
Asleep
In Our Bed
Dogs Napping
Quiet
Laying By Your Head
Times I knew
Your heart was not mine
Asked you to sit a while
Maybe for one last time
Wanted you to look at me
Like there was no other
But All I could feel
Was unbroken Pain
