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Tuesday, June 6, 2006


  How did i get myself into this mess?
And how do i get out,
He said he didn't mean it this morning,
He was drunk, he wasn't in a sane state of mind,
But that doesn't take away the bruises on my arm,
Doesn't take away the bruises on my chest
Doesn't take away the bruises on my back....
How did i get in this mess,
Oh Lord, how did i get in this mess?

And i cried out for help,
But nobody was there,
Nobody heard,
And i cried, and i cried,
So he grabbed another beer,
He left again,
Said he needed to get out
And i cried, nobody heard,
Nobody to talk to
Nowhere to turn
Who would understand?
How could i tell my friends?
That i could be so dumb?

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