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How A Mans Supposed To Die

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I been lying around these last few days
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Afraid that if I start moving I'd find my way
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And that if I start talking I'd have something to say
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Ain't that the way it goes
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I drink to remember the best of my friends
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I'll drink to forget the worst of my sins
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And I'll drink to make love to her once again
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Or to a girl of similar size
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I hate myself come morning, but I love me late at night
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If you ask how I'm doing, I'll say that I'm alright
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Ain't nothing wrong with dying if it helps to pass the time
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I'll be dancing through the graveyard laughing with a friend of mine
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Sharing dreams of a coastline and a road to nowhere
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I'll be drunk driving, wind blowing through my hair
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When that savior comes to take me, Lord, I will not have a care
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As his hands uncover my eyes
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Ain't that how a man's supposed to die?
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