Chorus
it's so hard living clean
cuz i start to feeling mean
if you say the wrong thing i'm gonna bite
everything is black and white
where color used to be
sobriety is misery
Wake up in the morning,
kick the dog and hit the highway
where i'll go - i don't know
i'm looking for a fine place
but nothing suits my taste
clean living gets me low so low
i got no place to go
i know i can't go home
Chorus
I say hello how are you
but you see it in my eyes
my dope sick mind
i was such a friendly guy when i was getting high
clean living gets me low so low
i got no place to go
and i'm so f**king bored
Chorus

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