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Sober Days

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The last year I've been waiting, waiting for my time,
Don't fall off it, work on it, it'll happen in the end

Mostly I've been wasted, Sober Days are few,
A large gin's not working, it'll kill me in the end

In the end, it's so hard,
And I'll never get a second chance,
Wow-oh, well I know

I lie in bed on Sunday, staring at the wall,
I turn round, this come down is happening again

Push me up much further; I need a new release,
Depression's an infections and I find it hard to beat

Hard to beat, it's so hard,
And I'll never get a second chance,
Wow-oh, well I know

The last year I've been wasted, Sober Days were few,
A large gin's not working, it'll kill me in the end

The last year I've been waiting, waiting for my time
Don't fall off it, work on it, it'll happen in the end

In the end, it's so hard,
And I'll never get a second chance
Wow-oh, it's so hard and I'll never get a second chance
No, I'll never get a second chance
No, I'll never get a second chance
No, I'll never get a second chance
Oh-o-wow
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