Standard (EADGBE)
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With a growing sense of dread And a hammer in my head
Fully clothed upon the bed
I wake up to the world that lately I've been living in
There's a cut upon my brow Must have banged myself somehow
But I can't remember now
And the front door's open wide Lately I've let things slide
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I go to the bin, I throw the laundry in
And pick out the cleanest shirt
Then I tell myself again I don't really hurt
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Smoking I once quit Now I got one lit I just fell back into it
Along with my pride Lately I've let things slide
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I go to the bin, I throw the laundry in Dig out the cleanest shirt
When all at once I'm seized again by exquisite hurt
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That untouched takeaway I brought home the other day Has quite a lot to say
The evidence is clear only resign, piled high and wide About how lately I've, let things slide
I'm just about holding on But lately I've let things slide