Habitual Survivor

On her own on the streets of the city
where she goes, isn’t it a pity
She crawls through a window in the middle of the night
An old pile of rags will keep her warm tonight

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She’s a prisoner of the powder
she can stand the pain
she don’t need no one beside her
Habitual Survivor

One more day she works for a little pay
like a dog she grind just to make that precious dime
She used to have a child, couldn’t look after it
Social worker took her now she don’t know where she’s hid
Chorus

He’s no good and it’s always understood
Even though he tries, still he fills her head with lies
She has no expectations. Believes him any way
Even though she’s lonely that’s the price got to pay
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