Stay Strong

Well I guess the world is coming to an end
I hope it happens before I’m revitalised
otherwise that’s just a waste of an epiphany
It’s just a waste of a life

I wanted to find some whisky to even me out
but all I did was smoke some green
All of my friends have gone
but I still drink anyway

Stay strong
You gotta tough it out
Stay strong
Without a shadow of a doubt
Stay strong... if you can

All the lost souls whom I was so close
have found their poison to be their lifeblood
I disavowed mine on Groundhog Monday
and was reacquainted the following Friday

I wanted to get drunk so badly tonight
but I could only managed to get stoned
All of my friends have left
but they’ll come back another day

The End

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