alcohol used as a cruch for the needy
but doubles as a tool for the greedy.
people drink to forget
actions they've come to regret,
using the bottle to store their secret.
they swallow all their pride
before they can crawl inside,
only place for sarrow to hide;
place you wish to permanently reside.
but a beer or two isn't always wrong,
thats not the point of this song.
its the motives that are the key,
a fact that used to be unclear to me
but now its so obvious to see
and only ignorance would disagree.
i lost a friend in a pool,
drowned cause i was a fool.
people tell me not to blame myself
cause he was drunk too,
but if only these people really knew
how much it hurts to see his face,
colorless in the cascet where he lay encase;
where family looked at me in disgrace
wiith nobody to embrace.