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I lift myself off the kitchen floor

check my extremities

no bruises, everything works

even the pounding in my head

pick butts out of pizza for breakfast

splash cold water from the sink on my face

whose house is this anyway

find the door and let myself out

I shouldn't have said yes to the man

my pockets wouldn't be empty now

I swore I'd never sink so low again

I'm lucky to be alive

better times are coming

couldn't get any worse

unless it's the gutter again

dog licking my stubbled face

get up before the cops come

when I get myself right

any day now I know

maybe I'll miss these days 

just a little bit