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My lost weekend
A lost day here
A lost day there
It didn't bother me
I didn't care
The days started adding up
But I still drank from the cup
My lost weekend
Got lost with the passing days
I woke up and didn't know
Where I was or where to go
The man in the mirror
Was someone I didn't know
It was my worst fear
Mind stripped of it's gears
I'd been in a walking coma
The lost weekend had turned to years
A lost day there
It didn't bother me
I didn't care
The days started adding up
But I still drank from the cup
My lost weekend
Got lost with the passing days
I woke up and didn't know
Where I was or where to go
The man in the mirror
Was someone I didn't know
It was my worst fear
Mind stripped of it's gears
I'd been in a walking coma
The lost weekend had turned to years
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