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A worn out man In bed with a screaming demon Thereґs something wrong with his plan This ainґt the life he dreamed of Give him a bottle It might ease his pain Sunday evening death wish Tomorrow it begins again Heґs a Monday Warrior Heґs a sold out soul And his cup been over flowed Ainґt no rockґnґroll In being a day job soldier Frustration and anger Thatґs a bitter pill Swallow baby swallow Weґve got many holes to fill Heґs a Monday Warrior

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