2 A.M..txt

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I get in from work at 2 a.m. 
And sit down with a beer 
turn on late night TV 
And then wonder why I'm here 
It's meaningless and trivial 
And it washes over me 
And once again I wonder 
Is this all there is for me 

Here I am again 
Look at me again 
Here I am again 
On my own 
Trying hard to see 
What there is for me 
Here I am again 
On my own 

Life seens so pathetic 
I wish I could leave it all behind 
This canvas chair, this bed, 
These walls that fall in on my mind 
Hold on for something better 
That just drags you through the dirt 
Do you just let go or carry on 
And try to take the hurt 

Here I am again 
Look at me again 
Here I am again 
On my own 
Trying hard to see 
What there is for me 
Here I am again 

On my own
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