Whitey

Full Of Dust

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You're only a part-time friend
And that's when they come to spend
And everyone knows your name

You only exist at night
God, what an awful life
And only yourself to blame
Oh, what's the use
I'm not pretending anymore
You're not a man
You're just a bag behind the door

Oh, what's the use
Why try pretending anymore
You're nothing real
You're just a deal
And nothing more
And that's all

You're merely a pointless rush
A head that is full of dust
Your body is almost done

You're waiting to see the day
They come and take you away
At least you'll get out that way

You're only a part-time friend
And that's when they come to spend
And everyone knows your name

You only exist at night
God, what an awful life
And only yourself to blame

Oh, what's the use
I'm not pretending anymore
You're not a man
You're just a bag behind the door

Oh, what's the use
Why try pretending anymore
You're nothing real
You're just a deal
And nothing more
And that's all

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