The Alcoholik

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Pick up and shake in the wind Shed your resource, keep it down Thrashed, thrashed, thrashed, thrashed Don't make it right Don't move it in Put in the mouth And swallowed whole Smashed, smashed, smashed, smashed [Spoken] It makes all the fuckin' sense to me and that's right And you think that it could make all that sense to you, you know that? Let it ride 'Cause there ain't no winning in this one right here [Bridge] Try to facilitate Whine in restoration Blewn Blow through the prime of life Numb all the senses down Project your fear of heights Onto untraveled ground Fry and hallucinate Pry and investigate Blow through the prime of life Numb all the senses down Project your fear of heights Onto untraveled ground [Outro] Pitfalls of grief On all that displayed on the "ground out" Prophetically speaking, the wilted unformulated