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(Lyrics: J. Harte, Music: B. Walker)
Misery, misery, misery coming down on me.
Sometimes I can¡¯t eat, sometimes I can¡¯t sleep.
Sometimes I think I¡¯m out of my mind.
I try to shake off that empty feeling.
Sometimes I know there¡¯s no use in tryin¡¯.
The world keeps on turnin¡¯ night after day.
We¡¯ve all been left here to find our way.
If we stand together, we¡¯ll be okay, maybe we¡¯ll be okay.
It¡¯s such a pity when all we see is the sorrow we can¡¯t control.
Deep in the darkness, there must be an answer, but no one knows.
Sometimes I can¡¯t fight the endless cold night.
Shivering alone all I see¡
Misery, misery, misery coming down on me.
Misery it¡¯s all I see coming down on me.
Misery, misery, misery coming down on me.
Misery it¡¯s killing me, coming down, down on me.
It¡¯s such a pity when all we see is the sorrow we can¡¯t control.
Deep in the darkness there must be an answer, but no one knows.
It¡¯s such a pity when all we see is the sorrow we can¡¯t control.
Deep in the darkness, there must be an answer, but no one knows.
All of our lives, we spend watching with covered eyes.
In a world gone blind.
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