"The Alcoholik" as written by and Philip Hansen/bower Anselmo....
Pick up and shake in the wind
Shed your resource and keep it down, trashed
Don't make it right, don't move it in
Put it in the mouth, and swallowed whole
Smashed
(It makes all the sense to me, and could it make all the sense to you? Let it ride)

Because there ain't no winning in this one right
I try to facilitate, whine in restoration
Blown

Blow through the prime of life
Numb all the senses down
Project your fear of heights
Onto untraveled ground

Fry and hallucinate, pry and investigate

Blow through the prime of life
Numb all the senses down
Project your fear of heights
Onto untraveled ground

Pitfalls of grief, on all that displayed for the groundout
Prophetically speaking the wilted unformulated


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"The Alcoholik" as written by Joe Fazzio Jimmy Bower

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