Cycle After Cycle, Still Drowning

Broke man, poor pockets, still giving till the end, Jacket there, last twenty here, Living life to the fullest, Blasting music, riding wild down country roads, Drinking till five in the morn, Mourning deep loss, unspoken pain, Drown’n in a bottle, Floating around, alcoholic circles, Regular at the bar, Passing out as many cigs as…