Sep 04, 2005 15:33
Oh "forgot my woman",
lost my friends.
Things I've done
and where I've been
Sleep in sweat
the mirror's cold
Look at my face
it's growing old
Scared to death
or reason why
The things that I do
to get me by
Think about the things
I said
Turn the page
It's cold and dead
So take me home
Oh no
Take me home
Help me
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