So it happened again,
It's a bitch, real life.
You just stare at yourself
In the blade of a knife

When it hits you once more
Till you're nothing at all
You can't take anymore
You just want alcohol.

So you get and you go
With a friend or a few
To the first open bar
To try something "brand new"

You drink whiskey and vodka
Tequila and beer
And a cocktail or two
Now you don't feel no fear

Now you're drunk
But you're happy
You don't feel any shame
You've made a habit of it
And now it's a game
To see just how much
More you can take
Before you get sick
Or pass out ad then wake
Somewhere strange dark and cold
And you feel so alone
With a weird dry taste
At the tip of your tongue.

Then it hits you once more,
That it's nothing at all.
So lets do it again:
Bring us more alcohol!