Woke to the sound of pouring rain
Just like its 1989 again
My current thoughts reflect an empty page
I'd rather sleep and waste the day away
Seems I've lost something along the way
And now I'm sick of digging my own grave
All these happy people make me sick
Nobody told me I'd end up like this
I look through boxes of old photographs
You know the kind that make you cry or laugh
Seems I've lost something along the way
And now I'm sick of digging my own grave
Seems I've lost something along the way
And now I'm sick of digging my own grave
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Woke to the sound of pouring rain
Just like its 1989 again
My current thoughts reflect an empty page
I'd rather sleep and waste the day away
Seems I've lost something along the way
And now I'm sick of digging my own grave
All these happy people make me sick
Nobody told me I'd end up like this
I look through boxes of old photographs
You know the kind that make you cry or laugh
Seems I've lost something along the way
And now I'm sick of digging my own grave
Seems I've lost something along the way
And now I'm sick of digging my own grave
Just like its 1989 again
My current thoughts reflect an empty page
I'd rather sleep and waste the day away
Seems I've lost something along the way
And now I'm sick of digging my own grave
All these happy people make me sick
Nobody told me I'd end up like this
I look through boxes of old photographs
You know the kind that make you cry or laugh
Seems I've lost something along the way
And now I'm sick of digging my own grave
Seems I've lost something along the way
And now I'm sick of digging my own grave
Writer: Nate Kuning
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