Throw It All Away by Junkyard
Woke up this morning with a cold one in my hand
I could go and get myself another but I've had all I can stand
Cause I don't like nothing about my life today
Think I'm gonna take these bottles and I'll throw ‘em all away
And it boils my blood and it makes me mad as hell
Cause there's no one to blame but myself...
It don't work, and it don't pay
Think I'm gonna throw it all away
It don't work, and it don't pay
Think I'll throw it all away
Living out my dreams, yeah – I haven't got a dime
I used to think I had so much to say; now I can never find a line
And I know I'll regret it until my dying day
If I take my only chance and I throw it all away
And it boils my blood and it makes me mad as hell
Cause there's no one to blame but myself...
It don't work, and it don't pay
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