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Texty: The Record's. Dirty Workman.

When I feel so heavy-headed like nobody
else could be
I just run from every bottle I see
Call me dirty workman, I?m just doin? what I
love
And I?m lucky just for being who I want!!!
LIFE AIN?T WHAT U ASKED FOR, U BETTER
REALIZE IT
SO DON?T U WAIT FOR ANITHING WITHOUT
LOVE
Why can?t u see this, now I?m leaving from
my shell
Could U please send all my messages back?
For my head is an ocean U will never ever
sail
For the storm U?ll find can make U give up!
There?s a lifetime to feel better
There?s a hell can bring U close
But my face will light the dark, shine like
gold
There?s a neverending riot, like a blade can
make u bleed
That?s the secret buried under my skin!!!
The Record's