Testo di The Blues Of a Dying Man

Feel like shit and the bottle is empty again Intestines are on fire And darkness creeping closer Dead tired but sleep is miles away Can't remember the last time i was sober Nor the last time i got laid This bed reeks of piss, shit and sweat Can't move even if i wanted All i can see are demons and death Slowly passing his days To have lost in so many ways Lost it all Nothing more to fuck up The rest of living was high enough