The living
par Natalie Merchant
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What´s it like there outside
With the living, with the living
He´d 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
Oh afraid that I walked a fine line
Squandered it all and wasted my time
And I don´t stand a chance among the living
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
With the living, with the living
He´d 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
Oh afraid that I walked a fine line
Squandered it all and wasted my time
And I don´t stand a chance among the living
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