Beers, drugs and prayers
Drown in sorrow of the bad world
Sink into a dark bliss
What's there to see in gloom?
Day in day out
The constant flow of bad vibes
Attacking in our minds
There is no recovery but bad jabs
Beers, drugs and prayers
Working in life of layers
Running like tested animals
Lock into the ball of players
At the end of the day
Back to the old way
Beers, drugs and prayers
Singing in our ears
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