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I woke up with a headache today
Like a saint got to sweat my youth away
Who cares
Not me
Who cares
Not me

She said that it seems that I'm mental
Why I can't really taste anymore
Lately I'm just always bored
Still lost on the shores

(Finally I have found a place where I can be all alone)
(Alone, alone, alone, alone)
(Alone, alone, alone, alone)
(Baby I'm dancing in the dark)
(With you between my arms)
(Barefoot on the rock)
(While listening to out favourite song)
(Okay then)

I'm stuck blaming you instead of arranging my life
Lost the strife, my weed pipe it give me that insight
Or maybe how the hell
Mama say God will take the problems away
But God put a lot of problems in my way
It's been a lot of lonely nights
I've been lost and afraid

Going a wrong way but nobody's telling me stop
Money in my head I bang my hands against the glass
I see a flash that I crashed and my brain's upon the dash
Woke up in the field with my head on backwards
Now everyone seems like an actor
What do I do when my father is the pastor

I woke up with a headache today
Like a saint got to sweat my youth away
Who cares
Not me
Who cares
Not me