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Off of the album "Cheers To The Down And Outs"

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I'm sick of loosing out on life's bets
Putting lips to half smoked cigarettes
This is not a cry
These are just my thoughts on suicide
So this is the last time
I'm giving you my all
And I'm predicting a landslide
As you watch this coward fall
'Cause I've been afraid for so long
To show you who I am
'Cause I know that you won't like me when I do
And I'm tired of being the pawn in their petty littles scams
I'll be a bag of bones when they're though
Hold the door
Listen up for play back
They're wanting more but damn they're always saying that
I've been created right before your very eyes

Well I'm sick of breathing
Just to fight this feeling
And I've grown tired with weary eyes
And I'm over the the stealing
Of the the things I've needed
Well I'm admired but I wanna die
Cheers to the down and outs

A broken song
A broken home
Filthy habits and a name that nobody knows
Wake up every morning feeling like shit
And you try, and you try
But you can't help it
This is the last time
I'm giving you my all
And I'm predicting a landslide
As you watch this coward fall

'Cause I've been afraid for so long
To show you who I am
'Cause I know that you won't like me when I do
And I'm tired of being the pawn in their petty littles scams
I'll be a bag of bones when they're though
Hold the door
Listen up for play back
They're wanting more but damn they're always saying that
I've been created right before your very eyes

Well I'm sick of breathing
Just to fight this feeling
And I've grown tired with weary eyes
And I'm over the the stealing
Of the the things I've needed
Well I'm admired but I wanna die
Cheers to the down and outs

Cheers to the down and outs (3x)
Cheers to every down and out like me

I'm sick of losing out on life's bets
Putting lips to half smoked cigarettes
This is not a cry
These are just my thoughts on suicide

Well I'm sick of breathing
Just to fight this feeling
And I've grown tired with weary eyes
And I'm over the the stealing
Of the the things I've needed
Well I'm admired but I wanna die
Cheers to the down and outs