Intro
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[Verse 1]
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Bludgeoned and bloody, walking around from memory,
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scared and lost and broken, only the whiskey's still talking to me.
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I inquired at the big apartment building there in town;
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man there said: "Yeah, we got one room" and as he said it he frowned.
[Chorus]
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He said, "That room is bad luck, couldn't rent it out, I wouldn't try.
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We've lost two tenants in that room both to suicide."
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And I asked for and did receive the suicide room,
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figured if I can't beat this world maybe I can beat this room.
[Verse 2]
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One fellow tied a rope around his neck, fixed the other end up there,
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and before his final struggle kicked away that chair.
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The other one stuck a shotgun in his mouth just over there,
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hoping for something better, something else, or else just addicted to despair.
[Chorus]
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And every day I'm in her I think about those two
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and what hopelessness can lead to and what some folks finally do.
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I asked for and did receive the suicide room,
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figured if I can't beat this world maybe I can beat this [Solo] room.
[Solo]
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[Chorus]
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And all the doors in my life slammed and locked away,
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and my string of keys now useless and needing a place to stay.
[Verse 3]
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And nearly two years in here now, two years of Sunday chimes
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and it's like those bumper stickers say: one day at a time.
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And I see the crazy patterns when the sun comes in through my window that I try to keep clean
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and I breathe the night air deeply as I'm pulling off my jeans.
[End-Chorus]
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Some men fall, some men fight, some just carry on,
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I'm still here in my apartment, trying to beat the odds.
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I asked for and did receive the suicide room,
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figured if I can't beat this world I can beat this room.