One more drink to forget the pain,
nothing to loose nothing to gain
One more hit to stop the tears
no more doubt no more fear
I cant see straight but the feelings are gone
dont you dare judge me, I know I am wrong
I cant stop it any other way
dont know what to do nore what to say
Ime sorry I fucked up ill do better next time
dont worry about me ill be fine
Ill just sit here till I sober up
wait a little while then jump in my truck
Ill be on my way home just give me a bit
after tonight I swear ill quit
So I do what I said and get in my ride
with a bottle of whiskey in the passenger side
Taking occasional sips as I try to steer
turn on my blinker and take a brief glance in the mirror
CRASH I hit a simi,
and I wasnt the only one that didnt go home that night.
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