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Dead Man
Take it up with the wind
Balled fists and ash on the deck
A mountain of what ifs
and I cants
And this time, you know what?
I am not alright.
And just an hour ago, I could of
told you who I was
Call your mother and listen to
how you've failed, again
Call your father and after you write
him a check,
you'll get his advice
I can't beat, I can't breathe
I can't beat, I can't breathe
Where did the drums go
Entrance and exit
Hey let's hear it for the bottle in my hands
And I'm going to pray, in disbelief
just like she said
It's a quarter to three, and my life
is the minute stick
ticking and fading faster then my
blue jeans
And give me another cigarette cuz right
now its not ticking fast enough
Oh yeah, I'm a dead man.
