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    I was fourteen years old when I took my first breath

    That whiskey and that heroin helped me grow my new skin

    Was it the feeling or the taste that helped me come back again?

    Or the cold embrace of those that counted my sins

    I was intrigued by the flame as it burned my hand, but I lit it again


    Sit down and meet my friend trouble and meet my friend pain

    Woke up next to a girl and I only knew the bottles name

    So I lit up a smoke and convinced myself I was sane

    But you can’t get too far when you keep hoppin’ on the same train

    Just cause’ I was feeling good don’t mean I was feeling right


    Well you’re not a badass when you’re all alone

    Does the heart still break when no one hears it fall?

    Could this be it could I have seen it all?

    Same thing you left with is what brought you home


    Bartender said, come on Sam join us at the end of the bar

    Said just fill me to the brim and I’ll enjoy my party of one

    Now pour me another and I’ll take it with me for the road

    I like my liquor warm and I keep my shoulders cold

    But you can’t no you can’t sit still but you got nowhere to go