Drop Dead

Alcholic Sad Song

Friday morning, 3 a.m.
drinking, forgetting as well
all the troubles and mistakes from my head
silence's over me again
weeps and tears, they took my face
lonely in this place, life is turning to dead

I've lost my will, I've lost my world (job)
I'm lost, I'm ill
I'm lost and old
I've lost my past and all the things what I got
this is what I've got

I've got my will, I've got my world
I've got some dreams, some crazy thoughts
I've got my past and all the things I don't have