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The Only Way

Things should never have gotten this far so fu@ked up, so washed up laid out on some dirty bar Head kicked in from whiskey and gin but then again who hasn't been fu@ked up, stabbed in the back by some closest friend Take one down, sing so loud choke it down, fight so proud but in the end only the fu@ckers win in this game no amount of drinks will ever erase that shame oh what a shame what a shame Things should have gone better in the end but then again when has it ever been fair or right at the end of the night guess it lasts forever in an endless fight But along the way to my dismay all that ever helps it go away is a swig and a chug and full-out binge pass some more and i'll pass out loud i'll crash so damn hard, i'll take it like a man drink so much until it's impossible to stand but i'm sure i'll fall and when i do i'll hit so hard that i'll forget about you and everything will be just so fu@king fine.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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