this one goes out to all the bartenders to the winners and to the losers and this one here's to the drug users to the sinners and to the boozers and man one time for the nightshift workers and all the fed up clowns that quit the circus And this one here's for all the righteous losers in the land of the dead trying to make it through Wasted 3 am, the lights are on and the bar is closing I didn't start it but I end this war on the battleground with the drunken soldiers make it home by the grace of god man park the whip fall up the stairs it's a fine line between relaxed and defeated I cross the wires, I kill the demons
Twist the cap and drain the bottle for all You know you might be dead tomorrow
This one here's for all the criminal Minded, to my past convictions all my Future priors and everyone that got left Behind all the lost souls, on the sea of Life to the good times and the bad times And all the beers in between from the Cradle to the grave cause no one has a clue what the fuck it all means wasted, afternoon, on my back porch just pushing thru 96 degrees and climbing 5 strings On my guitar and a 12 of Budweiser take Another hit and pass crank up the jams two sevens clash man so many people just live to die waste away just killing time lost souls minds closed the lights are out and the engines cold so fuck it, I'm on a whole different channel sucker and if you lock one door, I'll open up another
Twist the cap and drain the bottle for all You know you might be dead tomorrow
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Twist the cap and drain the bottle for all You know you might be dead tomorrow
This one here's for all the criminal Minded, to my past convictions all my Future priors and everyone that got left Behind all the lost souls, on the sea of Life to the good times and the bad times And all the beers in between from the Cradle to the grave cause no one has a clue what the fuck it all means wasted, afternoon, on my back porch just pushing thru 96 degrees and climbing 5 strings On my guitar and a 12 of Budweiser take Another hit and pass crank up the jams two sevens clash man so many people just live to die waste away just killing time lost souls minds closed the lights are out and the engines cold so fuck it, I'm on a whole different channel sucker and if you lock one door, I'll open up another
Twist the cap and drain the bottle for all You know you might be dead tomorrow
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