gene i wrote this for you brotherrrrr
Its 2 in the morning again
Cigaretes,booze ,1 more one night stand
Got the cold against the window
Dying to get in
Got my face against the pillow
Dying to get some rest
The Red neon lights guide me
To another bar full of regrets
Shots,whiskey, broken teeth
My hands stained yellow
I walk these freezing streets
A mans sadness croons
From a Bar room soundtrack
Another cheap stolen drink
To forget where my minds at
Shots,Whiskey, Broken dreams
Sadness befriends another creep
We walk together
These freezing streets