i feel beaten into the ground. if it's not the liquor, i'm in trouble. i can't win on any side. i can't find the right stride. i can't look at this like it's something that i'm doing wrong when it's all i ever do to mix it up. i stay at home one thursday, not good enough. i go out, not good enough. and it's not even as simple as you and me, it
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