Wake up sick, thirsty and cold
Feel old but won't make old bones
Sands of time grind slow and fine
Boredom bites we mark our time
Worn out shells with faces grey
Bodies starting to decay
Some time soon we'll rue the day
Groundhog life, just one escape
One thing keeps us going on
Drown your mind until it's gone

First thirst grows
Then you lose your self control
Afflicted, addicted
Unclear thoughts
All you crave is more and more
Reckless in excess and fucked
Beaten brains, filthy stains
Collapsed veins, no more pain
Drink long and deep
This moment cannot last for long

This poisoned chalice
Kills the body salves the soul
Hopelessly finite
Last pennies spent
Nowt left to burn
Soon sober lament
All renounce it
Sickness repent
Mind on the grind
Tomorrow again