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The morning comes with such pain,
But it's nothing like the dose I get when it's night
And I can't help but wondering just what it is.
Ain't I living my life right
The cigarettes I'm smoking don't realize,
Nor does the glass from which I drink
For how are they to know just
Just what it is to be a man about to sink
Ooooh no - it's not my time to go
Ooooh no - before I go, I've got to show…something
The light keeps gettin dimmer,
Hey, but what's that to me?
The morning comes with each night
A voice keeps callin' my name so loud and so clear
I'll pretend I'm not here
Ooooh no - it's not my time to go
Ooooh no - before I go I've got to show...
No I can't go yet, no, I've something to do
And it might take a bit more time
The time it takes to get up and walk out the door
And see the world as before
Ooooh no - it's not my time to go
Ooooh no - before I go I've got to show…something
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