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Dead in the water, nothing left
Except the stench of what has gone before
Make some coffee, drink it down
And fix upon the pattern on the wall

I stare at my face,
I know every trace

And I make it hard to get along with me

Bills and heartburn, pills and soaps
And flickin thru' the books you've read before
Tears come easy, words come hard
But there really isn't much to say no more

I stare at my face,
I know every trace

And I make it hard to get along with me
Dead in the water, nothing left   Except the stench of what has gone before   Make some coffee, drink it down   And fix upon the pattern on the wall      I stare at my face,   I know every trace      And I make it hard to get along with me      Bills and heartburn, pills and soaps   And flickin thru' the books you've read before   Tears come easy, words come hard   But there really isn't much to say no more      I stare at my face,   I know every trace      And I make it hard to get along with me