False Promises

Twenty odd years now playing the same game
It's taken it's toll now it's getting harder to play
My insides stained with alcohol and smoke
Always determined to give it up tomorrow and
Twenty thousand tomorrow's later
Still up for a drink and cigarette

No more false promises to be made
Strengthen my will stick to my guns
The need to escape is fading away
Time to get back in touch with the sun

I'm tired of waking up and feeling like this
I can't believe I pay to feel this way
And can't help asking am I insane
Shackles tightening around my liver
Tar roads laid upon my lungs
It's time now gotta learn to say no

No more false promises to be made
Strengthen my will stick to my guns
The need to escape is fading away
Time to get back in touch with the sun

I'm gonna fix this vehicle of mine
I'm gonna fix this vehicle of mine
I'm gonna fix this vehicle of mine
Wahahoowaaow I'm gonna fix this vehicle of mine



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Hutchings
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