Letra de The Living - Natalie Merchant

What's it like there outside
With the living, with the living
Here I've found a place I can hide
>From the living, from the living
Because I don't care to stay with the living

Oh, the bottle has been to me
My closest friend, my worst enemy
Full of flavor I walked a fine line
Squandered it all and wasted my time
And I don't stand a chance among the living

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For the lovers I've gambled and lost
Count my mistakes whatever the cost
I'll go off, I'll make myself scarce
Oh, come tomorrow
You won't find me here

Because I don't care to stay with the living
I don't think I'll remain with the living

And I don't care to stay with the living
No, I don't care to stay