When you get a problem like the one i do, brother
you have to cut it from the root
gotta cut it through
when you think of lifting the cold bottle and it's not fun anymore
you better think twelve times before
cause' the first ten is the asshole in you
avoid ruining all great pleasures of life
just like i do
enjoy true love coming from the few who will celebrate you
get there in time 'cause booze sure can conquer
it's not about how you can be a part of something
something is nothing, all of them friends disappear
and the ones willing to see the best in you will for sure be glad
Making false promises, coming up with excuses
the first one to suffer will be the ones you truly love
But when the air you breathe comes colorful and fills your brain
and you reach another state of happiness once blocked by a black label
and you ride your bike around town and smile for no reason
the reason is bliss
the reason is integrity
stay sane
When it's not fun anymore
cut it out, get strong like i do
there are many more beautiful places awaiting for you.
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