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Would you try

Could you buy

a new drink

for an old drunk

Its no crime

To resign

Misery

with a bottle

well you walked into town without making a sound

and you slipped as you slammed your face in the crowd

and you tried to forget all the words that were said

to deny all the things that you keep in your head

when you came

you were new

but today

youre much older

you were spent

so you went

to get used

in the corner

where they kicked you around like a rodeo clown

and it echoed through town they were beating you down

and as they spread the word that you like dhow it hurt

all at once you were cause for a pitiable cure

Chorus

Hours pass by I've forgotten

Night turns black cause its rotten

And we slide right to the bottom

Our tongues made out of cotton

Eyes sealed shut in a slumber

'till we hear someone mumble

could you spare form the tumbler

a new drink for an old drunk

Verse 2

now you waste

all your days

in the dark

in the corner

without light

without grace

where you wait

for the slaughter

when they spit in your face and the hours grow late

as they laugh as they lie at the chill of your fate

and you cringe as you bitch to forget how you hate

all the doom in the pitiful room that you create