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The Doped Man
The doped man's hope
Swings slowly from the rope.
He likes to mope
says life's a joke.
But the doped man's hope
swings slowly from the rope.
His life's a world
of hurt and pain,
and once it's done
it starts again.
And the doped man's hope
drains slowly from his brain.
But the doped man has to roam
leave the friends who share his home.
To them the best
and the same to the rest,
cause even apart we're never alone.
Swings slowly from the rope.
He likes to mope
says life's a joke.
But the doped man's hope
swings slowly from the rope.
His life's a world
of hurt and pain,
and once it's done
it starts again.
And the doped man's hope
drains slowly from his brain.
But the doped man has to roam
leave the friends who share his home.
To them the best
and the same to the rest,
cause even apart we're never alone.
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