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That old alarm clock gives a yell
Starting another day in hell
Passing a world I can't face with you gone
In the mirror I see
Someone to choose to be me
And I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn
The Neon light and the jukebox
Help to ease me through the night
I lean hard on the bottle
'Til I no longer stand up right
In the morning in my room
I'm like a body in a tomb
Those same three walls keep coming on
Kind of strong
Down the freeway when I drive
More dead than alive
And I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn
The Neon light and the jukebox
Help to ease me through the night
I lean hard on the bottle
'Til I no longer stand up right
In the morning in my room
I feel like a body in a tomb
Those same three walls keep coming on
Kind of strong
Down the freeway then I drive
More dead than alive
And I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn
I turn blue in the cold grey light of dawn
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