Drink up son Life is what you make it While you're having fun I am lost inside your point of view Through and through
You were gone So I starting drnking Was I in the wrong? For wishing that you're bleeding for me too Through and through
Break the chain, let the pain recede Until you wake again from these ashes Spill the vein, time to let the water Wash you clean again Your father loves you
Break the chain Take the hate, burn it to the ground Burn it to the ground Break the chain Take the hate, burn it to the ground Burn it to the ground
In this world we are made of pieces Either young or old Good or bad or just a little lost At your cost
You will find That your patience only goes as far as mine Not an inch beyond your final breath That is death
