Wasted youth and mad as hell?
My friends keep asking me
Are you ok, man, you're eyes are glazin'
I cant get over it
This shit is killing me
My body's achin', hands are shakin'
Chorus:
I'm cutting down you heard the line
Whiskey in the morning one more time
Hit that cigarette Colt 45
Whiskey in the morning
Cant stop drinkin' gonna die.
I cant stop thinkin' how
Where I was before the drugs
A young day dreamer, fixed on screamin
Still really loved the life
Drinking, snorting, smoking high
Super jaded, loaded, hated
Chorus
I go out every night
Helpless secrets lifeless eyes
Tore up, faded
No give taken
Still really love the life
Drinking, snorting, smoking highs
Sweet leaf space case
Hands are shakin'