God can you give us a break 

I feel I having got a friend in the world 

And the love you sent me is trun on me 

Am confused am loss 

Am drowning without the booze 

This is very different to what ever we did before 

Who thought living without the prison would be so hard 

Am going on like a over grow child 

I see hate in mirror 

I see disappointed everwhere I go 

And relefacting on my sins ain't doing me any good 

Oh god 

If your plaing an appearance 

Could you drop into mine fisrt 

We could have some tea 

And you could explain how all this works 

Cause am running out of ideas 

And my faith is running low 

The wine is no where to be see 

And I no long feel fine 




◄ the boxing match

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