Dead Again

Mustasch

My pain is indescribable poor old me
My head feels like a steam machine limbs of steel
My wallet´s empty, I am broke
I want to scream

This must come to an end
Cross my heart my friend
But in a week I will be lying here like dead again

Whiskey, wine and drafted beer
Never, no more
A pitch-black anguish strangles me
There's no cure
This must come to an end

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