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Livin' my life one mistake at a time, all keep adding up
 Waiting tables for the last six years, man, my youth is wrappin' up
 And now I'm staring down in a glass, for answers it won't give
 Wonderin' why I live to work, when I know I should be working to live
 So I get myself another drink, and I try to forget that I drink too much
 'Cause if this is my lot in life, well, it'll just have to be enough
 Because I'm settling for having my bills paid
 That cigarette after a long day
 And if it gets too hard I'll go, and close the bar
 Run a tab up that'll be more than I made
 Holding on to dreams I'm dreamin'
 They are the only thing that's keeping me moving
 And if when I awake I'm still a lowly slave
 I'll be okay with this life I'm living, yeah
 I'll be okay with this life I'm living, mm
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 Locked up, institutionalised, I'm labelled criminal of the state
 An affliction of addiction, we all got one on our plate
 Knocked up, car flipped, raided homes
 Troubled souls are the only ones I know, and I-
 Wouldn't take it any other way
 I'm so sorry if you can't relate
 Because I'm settling for having my bills paid
 That cigarette after a long day
 And if it gets too hard, I'll go and close the bar
 Run a tab up that'll be more than I made
 Holding on to dreams I'm dreamin'
 They are the only thing that's keeping me moving
 And if when I awake I'm still a lowly slave
 I'll be okay with this life I'm living, yeah
 I'll be okay with this life I'm living, hm