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| Coping |
| When it all starts, you're the first to arrive And you party like it's your last day alive Nothing matters any more, have another drink Get stoned to the point where you can't even think One of these things has got to get you through But the only person you're hiding from is you So, what did you do, what went so wrong? Wonder if this is really where you belong Is it pride stopping you from saying you're sorry? With the drugs and alcohol, everything's so blurry And this is how you'll cope and move on Either way - it doesn't matter, hope is gone |