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Another day completely alone,

another night so fucking drunk,

A cape of dust in my junk.

Another punch in the gut,

another drink, I'm feeling bad,

no one around, I'm going mad.

Another stop in my way,

another game I have to play,

no one cares what I say.

Another dream I leave behind,

another dark spot in my mind,

I'm so drunk, I'm going blind.

But I don't really care

about what happens next

I've got traditions I have to respect

What time is it?

It's 12:06.

That means it's time to drink.

Another puked floor,

another broken door,

another cheating whore.

Another dose of sore,

another mental war,

but I can still take more.

No one will take me on,

and I will not drown,

I'm really far from done.

I love the life I lead,

a gig it's all I need,

the crowd I love to please.

Now let me tell you what,

if drinking it's so bad,

why am I having such a blast?

What time is it?

It's 12:06.

You know it's always time to drink.

No one will take me on,

and I will not drown,

I'm really far from done.

I love the life I lead,

a gig it's all I need,

the crowd I love to please.

Now let me tell you what,

if drinking it's so bad,

why am I having such a blast?

What time is it?

It's 12:06.

You know it's always time to drink.