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i've had too much sambuca and smirnoff
and as usual i've pissed everyone off
but still they welcome me with a friendly face
but i just keep pushing them away.
i'm wandering alone and fucked up
down a busy london street
and though there's people all around
it feels deserted just like me.

i only get glimpses of another life
as the scenes go flashing by
and it makes me crawl back in my shell
and let that life just pass me by.

on a dusty train on the underground
i don't think i could be any more down,
i don't know where my friends have gone
or where my family live anymore,
the only girl i've ever wanted
or needed, will never be mine
and as the train goes through another tunnel
so do the lights go out in my mind.

as i sit here on this empty train
nursing my self-inflicted pain
i need to find out what i can give,
more importantly, a reason to live,
i need more time to think things through
and find out what i'm chasing
because i'm stuck in the void between where i've come from
and my unknown destination.