MY RUIN
Wretched red tooth and the claw
The tables stick to the floor
Dirty flies and stale tobacco
And the price of my soul
So fuck it all what`s in store
No remedy for the poor
Fill my glass
Against these ruins
My fragments are shorn
My lord…
Now pick me up should I fall
Careful I might spend it all
The bar is tapped into poison
For a fix and a brawl
So keep `em coming I call
Beer is blood
Pour it all
Turn up that goddamned music
Till they show me the door
My lord…
Line `em up
This ain`t just pissin in the wind
A sty will blind you in the end
Believe there`s wisdom in my plan
Another round…
My ruin
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