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Now sometimes my headaches
Now sometimes my heart aches
Now sometimes it’s all I can take to get through today
Too early to be so cynical
I wonder if it’s a chronic problem
Still drunk from the night before,
Which door leads to the bottom?
Losing hair, losing teeth,
Counting scars, losing sleep because
Now sometimes my headaches
Now sometimes my heart aches
Now sometimes it’s all I can take to get through today