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Naked Bum

Naked with the wind blowing tall
Standing there laughing at them all
They are clothed in well sewn dress
Some beautiful, others a masterpiece mess
But they do not have to brave the dangers
They live in comfort while my pain flares
Yet I stand tall with chest pumped out
They don't even know what my story is about
I can't stop this
I have very few possessions
But I have countless confessions
One confession I'd like to make clear
Once long time ago I drank way too much beer
Now I'm a drunk and a bum
Yet I stand here naked against the air
Watching all the people stare
My laughing is hard but it turns to tears
As soon as the room clears
This is my life and I confess
I've turned it into a drunken mess.

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