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I'm not where i wanna be, fuck anyones help,

i'm only where i am cause i don't know anything else,

so long i was in love with a mirage, lost sense of myself,

yelling at my memories, no one knows how i felt,

replaced as much of you as i could until it was just me and Jack Daniels,

now i stomp around when i used to walk on eggshells,

not a foolish man though the women who lie to me wouldn't know,

i thought them more mature but their age wouldn't show,

why i'm alone? i couldn't know, just how it happened,

i tried with women from Bronx, Manhattan and Staten,

Long Island and Scranton, Tennessee and Clearwater,

no matter their location my heart was always slaughtered,

i wasn't watered and it didn't bother me, now it's killing,

no matter how much i drink you still appear in my ceiling,

blank spaces you're constantly filling, just a thought tempts me,

to ride with you but i'm daily stuck on empty.