Well i brought this bottle of vodka cos i'd been feeling grim
Thought it might drown sorrows but it seems they learnt to swim
There goes john the baptist with holy water for my sins
Oh no its just a tramp on methadone with a spirit that makes paint thin
Sitting in A&E trying to piss stones out my dick
The feelings in my stomach make me physically sick
Oh look well there goes johnny boy again off into the loos
To fill his cup half up with sanitiser he can't afford the booze
Here comes that comedown
Here comes that gut rot and the frown
Pour me a rum now cos every up it has a down
Here comes that comedown
So let's buy another round
Cos i chase that space inside my brain that i have never found
Please take me on a train going anywhere but here
No bar stool can prop me up as i start to feel the fear
17 days dry has brought me to my knees
Thought i was doing well until that night that i OD'd
Bless the NHS for cleaning up this mess
Discharge myself from these sweet dreams im taking up a bed
No more blackouts on this tail need to get a tighter grip
They hit me with that blizzard ice now get me off this drip
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