I watch from a distance as my life unfolds
With the trials and tribulations as I grow old
And I see myself alone in the dark and cold
With an aching heart and a cold lost soul
All my hapless misfortunes have led me astray
To a place where I seek some 'me time' each day
And the hope that I can wash my troubles away
With a shot of Scotch whisky and a pill on the way
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