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Hurricane DrunkNo wallsCan keep me protected No sleep Nothing inbetween me and the rain And you can't save me now, I'm in the grip of a hurricane I'm gonna blow myself away I'm going out I'm gonna drink myself to death And in the crowd I see you with someone else, I brace myself Cause I know it's going to hurt But I like to think at least things can't get any worse No home, I don't want shelter No calm, Nothing to keep me from the storm And you can't hold me down 'Cause I belong to the hurricane It's gonna blow this all away I'm going out I'm gonna drink myself to death And in the crowd I see you with someone else I brace myself Cause I know it's going to hurt But I like to think at least things can't get any worse I hope that you see me Cause I'm staring at you But when you look over You look right through Then you lean and kiss her on the head And I never felt so alive, and so... dead. I'm going out I'm gonna drink myself to death And in the crowd I see you with someone else I brace myself Cause I know it's going to hurt I'm going out, woah-oh-o I'm going out I'm gonna drink myself to death And in the crowd I see you with someone else I brace myself Cause I know it's going to hurt I'm going out, woah-oh-o I'm going out, woah-oh-o I'm going o-o-o-o-o-o-out I'm going out, woah-oh-o I'm going out |