Not Dead Yet
All messed up with nowhere to go
I stare at myself in the mirror alone
It's hard to make friends when you're half in the grave
But I ain't dead yet, and I got something to say
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You got holes in your clothes and booze on your breath
You look like hell, and you smell like death
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There's a stranger in my eyes again
I swear to God I don't know him
You're tired of me, I'm tired of you
So turn around and leave it to myself
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You got holes in your clothes and booze on your breath
You look like hell, and you smell like death
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Been out way too long, headin' right for the edge
If she asks about me, tell her I'm not dead yet
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You got holes in your clothes and booze on your breath
You look like hell, and you smell like death