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Sitting by yourself again
No friends are near
You got a needle in one hand
And in the other one a beer
You cant cope with life
You can even get up
Who's gonna help you?
You've got to pick yourself up.
But I've got no problems
I've got no problems....
Your minds so fuckin clouded
You can't see through the hayes
