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I never thought it'd end this way, I always play a losing game
All night and day it's all the same, I've only got myself to blame
Alone in front of MTV, my only friends are beer and weed
I live in a hole, I scrape out the bowl, Someday I'll earn my GED

So, think about it: nothing's gonna change
You sing about it because it's all the rage
Complain and complain, the garbage that's filling your brain

Ten years gone by in a flash, ten dollars in my secret stash
If all goes well, I'll find something to sell, if I can get rid of this rash
I'm at the end of my rope. I'm on that slippery slope
of booze and blow and Domino's, can't see the tip of my nose

I've thought about it and something's gotta give
They always try to tell me how to live
Now that I’m fucked up and cracked-out and blacked-out
I'm tired of being a walking stiff

I never thought it'd end this way, I always play a losing game
All night and day it's all the same, I've only got myself to blame
I’ve only got myself to blame
I’ve only got myself to blame
I’ve only got myself to blame

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from Cradle To Wave, released February 29, 2016

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