Thousand Miles from Home

Its Monday morning
I'm late for school
The head teacher
Is not amused
I scuffed my shoes
On stones in the gutter
Cause I aint got nothin to loose

For some reason I just dont fit in
Whatever I do, well I can never win
Being on the outside of everything
Doing drugs, sleeping rough
And writing sad songs to sing

I'm out on the road traveling on own
And a thousand miles from home
When my life is done
And I am dead and gone

I walked to the depths
Of hell and back
And still I dont really understand
Why my mouth is cruel
And my words cause pain
But that's the way that I was made
Into the distance I'll fade

Got a pain in my head
From drinking beer
And smoking strange cigarettes
With no pride, no self esteem
What doom shall
The future thou bring

Raise your glass
And take a sip of wine
Three cheers for all
Those folks who toe the line
I hope you're not
Offended by what I do
I'm only being me
And I hope you're being you

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