Drunk
It's Saturday night and you're not there, the whole day has been rotten
I tell myself this evening will be fun, but I don't convince myself
I sit in the corner with self-pity, telling myself how weak I am
I get my first beer and I think of you, but that just makes everything worse...
How can I enjoy myself, I might as well get drunk
Beer makes me forget all my troubles and I just want to have some fun
It's Saturday night and I'm sitting here, I think I've had enough
The beer didn't have the right effect, everything got worse
I say to myself 'should I go home or stay just a little longer'
I feel much up to suicide, I'm just so goddamn drunk...
How could I enjoy myself, I did get drunk
The booze didn't have the right effect and I feel fucking terrible
It's Saturday night and I'm lying here, vomiting in the gutter
Just thinking by myself, what have I done, what have I done
I feel so sick and I'm asking myself 'what is the reason for this'
Why did I fucking do it, why did I fucking do it, I didn't want it
I want to go home but I can't walk, I'm just so goddamned drunk...
What have I done...
I tell myself this evening will be fun, but I don't convince myself
I sit in the corner with self-pity, telling myself how weak I am
I get my first beer and I think of you, but that just makes everything worse...
How can I enjoy myself, I might as well get drunk
Beer makes me forget all my troubles and I just want to have some fun
It's Saturday night and I'm sitting here, I think I've had enough
The beer didn't have the right effect, everything got worse
I say to myself 'should I go home or stay just a little longer'
I feel much up to suicide, I'm just so goddamn drunk...
How could I enjoy myself, I did get drunk
The booze didn't have the right effect and I feel fucking terrible
It's Saturday night and I'm lying here, vomiting in the gutter
Just thinking by myself, what have I done, what have I done
I feel so sick and I'm asking myself 'what is the reason for this'
Why did I fucking do it, why did I fucking do it, I didn't want it
I want to go home but I can't walk, I'm just so goddamned drunk...
What have I done...
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