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Teksty: Saint Vitus. Born Too Late. Dying Inside.

I have got to change my ways

'Cause I'm losing my mind
I have got to stop drinking


'Cause I'm dying inside

I feel twice as old as I am


And it's getting worse

I can't escape the curse
I'm in the palm of habit's hand




There is nothing that I can do
I have no self control

I have let myself become dead

I have ruined my soul

Every time I wake up sick

I say never again

But then opportunity knocks
And I'm wasted my friend




I can't control my addiction



I'm losing all my friends and lovers
I've tried time and time again



Alcohol knows it's gonna win

Now I have lost everything
And I really don't care

Everybody that I have known

Has out cast me here



Drinking has wasted my life
And I'm dying inside

I feel twice as old as I am

I've lost what left of my mind



I can't control my addiction

I've tried time and time again
I'm losing all my friends and lovers


Alcohol knows it's gonna win


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