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Standing in line
For something to eat
Dragging my ***
Dead on my feet
No more possessions
Just my clothes
Down on my luck
And I'm sure it shows
No confidence
No self-esteem
When I lost my love
I lost my dream
Aching heart
Head and soul
Sleepless nights
Are taking their toll
Back to the hotel
On welfare street
A beer, then bed
'Cause I'm so beat
Walk down the hall
Just to take a ***
Never thought I'd
End up like this
The obvious conclusion
The inevitable end
Death will be welcomed
Like a friend
