We're all just human beings
Living on borrowed time
All looking for something to fiend
So give me a shot, tequilla, and lime
Search for peace
Left restless and weak
Hoping the painful thought will cease
On a boat with a leak
Drip, drip, drip
Rain on my parade
Wreck like a ship
Playing without change in an arcade
Smoke rings for my halo
Deam me an angel
Because I look pure as the snow
So now take me below
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