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We don't have any money But we've got new credit cards And credit turns to debt And debt turns to not seeing anyone except ourselves Who we no longer recognize We treat ourselves like tourists in our own town We're always spending and wandering, drifting into sleep And I would rather get drunk on wine, Fall on my knees It is there you will see me sink, There ain't nothing I'm working for And I was thinking just the other day What would it be like if we were anywhere else? Someplace worth being someplace for good reason And I would rather get drunk on wine, fall on my knees It is there you will see me sink, There ain't nothing I'm working for There ain't nothing I'm working for And we'll get caught in the costumes that we've been wearing long past the Halloween season. Last year I went as a cleaned up me and this year I'm going as a plea for rethinking And I would rather get drunk on wine, fall on my knees It is there you will see me sink, There ain't nothing I'm working for There ain't nothing I'm working for Yeah there's nothing From Letras Mania