with the end of dawn and break of light... with a heave and a ho and a last fight...
a drink and 2... and a shot for me and u...
and u go tipsy and I cant feel my feet... and then we donno where the cars down the street...
and i cant drive neither can u... hell theres so much we ought not 2 do...
but u temme its good and drunks just a state... getting homes urgent we're getting late...
so i try the ignition hell i cant get the door... u slide on the seat i can hear u snore...
damn this road homes a bit 2 far... i cant feel my hands let alone the car...
next to the car is a tree... and u aint next 2 me...
for the windshield did shatter... when u fell in a clatter...
on the road no less... ur brains in a mess...
splattered on the road it lies... i cant hear my own cries...
cant feel my legs or my hands... halted next to the tree the car stands...
i can see me too... I sit where I should next to you...
slouched on the steering in red and grey... not the ideal end to a perfect day...
ur brains a mess and my red drips on by... just the way we wanted... together we die...
and just a drink that dint end up right... heres wishing u good evening and good night..
