Deaf Havana filthy rotten scoundrel acoustic

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Every day's the same for me
People come and people leave
And every day's a game for me
I'm always losing willingly
And I keep telling myself, keep telling myself to be grateful
But that's not good for my health, not good for my health
But maybe my expectations let me down and I'm too far off the ground
And I don't know what I've got 'til it's gone
No I don't know what I've got 'til it's gone oh
When I'm old and lonely I don't want my life to read:
He was born and then he died and not much happened in between
But maybe my expectations let me down and I'm too far off the ground
And I don't know what I've got 'til it's gone
Oh I don't know what I've got 'til it's gone
No don't know what I've got 'til it's gone oh
So I'll work my way through outer space to try to set my feet on the ground
On the ground
No I don't know what I've got 'til it's gone

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