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Wear the crown made of thorns on the day I was
By the light of a television
And I the boss in his uniform
As he marched from the of vision

Well he didn't come home and it was just us
The and the widowed civilian
Then one night after Ma took her life
I fell down the to oblivion

And I took what the were giving
And I did my to survive
I figured that life's for the living
While alive
While you're

Bring out the gin and the violins
I'm a raging success as a
And it's colder than hell in cardboard hotel
I share with a chronic embezzler

So I beat my retreat down collister
To one of my holy
And tangled my wings with wire and string
But I'm spinning in a whirlpool of

And I'll take what the are giving
And do my best to survive
'Cause I still that life's for the living
Yes I still think that for the living

And I'll take what the are giving
And I'll pray every night to St.
But I still think that life's for the
At for a while
At least for a