No more white line fever - no more counting change
Eternal slumber calling me
Awakening a bold new rage
Buried in the bottle - lost what I was thinking
A decade plus of hard abuse
A lonely man left weak and sinking
The truth won't always shine on you
Hapiness ain't money - happiness ain't greed
Have the strength to dig the hole
And have the balls to plant the seed
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No more white line fever - no more counting change
Eternal slumber calling me
Awakening a bold new rage
Buried in the bottle - lost what I was thinking
A decade plus of hard abuse
A lonely man left weak and sinking
The truth won't always shine on you
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