He drowns himself,
with the drink of the devil,
as the bartender asks him, name your poizon,
He is burning inside, with the thoughts of evil,
he asks for the strongest he's got,
and his life flashes in just a little vile.
He wants to go back, but now he's gone,
now he drinks even more, and the devil laughs,
because now he knows,
that the boy, thinks he's the only one.
all alone with this disturbing habit,
when all the while, he sits in the gutter,
Chocking on his vomit,
and passerbys shudder,
at the drunken bum who feels no pain,
because when he wakes up he will drink again.
