It’s always cold
For young and old
One left to pay
They’re on their way
Oh, I don’t know
What they are
Thinking of
I try to guess
What they are
Living for
He messed it up
The drunken drop
Those pity tries
He made it twice
Oh, I don’t know
What they are
Thinking of
I try to guess
What they are
Living for
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