Look at you says the mirror
You can't stand up.
Why do you worry so much
Society rates you shakes takes you and try to make you
But remember that you have to be strong.for nothing should ever break
But the only way to cope is through the drunken sorrows
Drink like there will be no tomorrow
When a man drinks his mind is a peace
He doesn't care the look of his clothes or the name brands on his feet.
He no longer thinks about the way he looks
Because those bottles he pour down his throat took
Away those aching pains he felt inside
Made him feel like it was worth being alive..
When he felt dead in the world so weak he can't even fight.
The only way he functions are through those deep drunken nights.
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