This Binge

There is no hope (no hope, no hope)
When I drink and smoke (and smoke, and smoke)
I have double crossed the devil he's a joke (a joke, a joke, a joke)
I can't see straight (see straight, see straight)
Been seven days
I been on This Binge with life to contemplate
There is no hope (no hope, no hope)
I been torn (torn, torn, torn)
Fucked up from the floor up since '94 (four, four)
And I know pain (pain, pain)
And I am vain (vain vain)
My reflection in the mirror looks away
And I know pride
And there's no time
There's no coming back I reached the other side

Thers no coming back (back, back, back, back, back, back, back)
Thers no coming back (back, back, back, back, back, back, back)
Thers no coming back (back, back, back, back, back, back, back)

I can't escape
My life's a waste
Maybe there's a master plan
Maybe it's fate (it's fate, it's fate)
I can't see straight (straight, straight)
Been seven days
I been on This Binge maybe I'll make it 8 (8,8,8,8)



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Tedrick
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