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Lose myself again in the bottom of a bottle,
everything happens for a reason is my motto,
daily losing the lotto, losing reality,
won't speak a word to your brutality,

cause where were you when i was down,
when i just needed someone you weren't around,
now any sound you make i fear,
goes in one and immediately out the other ear,

another reason to run from those i've known,
pain from experiences is all that's shown,
i wish i would have listened more to
my family and friends, they said you're a whore too,

but i didn't listen, all i saw was your face,
in every girl i met and in every new place,
maybe if my instincts had control to
make me i would be able to move.