(written by Shelby Lynne, Bill Botrell and Roger Fritz)
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Waste away to nothin' in a dark dusty tomb
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lookin' for the traces of what used to be a room
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wipe away the blood from a tormented brow
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solve the wicked problem never asking how
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Rock the sinking vessel till it rests on the bottom
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count the waves of water don't remember forgot them
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taste the stench of livin' on thin dimes and a dream
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opening an ear to a painful silent scream
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Oh life is bad
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Oh no, worst I ever had
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Ache and writhe in agony like a vise on aging bones
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tar and acid drip from an ice cram cone
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holding onto a wind that chases the hell
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fallin' in the darkness of an inner descending well
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Caress transparent night as a demon with a sword
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speak with an eloquence never saying a word
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look into the clarity then erase it with the muck
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lying in a pool of conciousness no such thing as luck
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To being a beginner, to inventing the end
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to livin' with a strangler never a friend
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saddle slobbering beast trouble is abound
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ride the devil's bronco never hit the ground
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Life Is Bad
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Shelby Lynne |