Booze

What does it take
To bring a man down
A few bottles of booze

What does it take
For headaches and grief
A few bottles of booze

I drink to get drunk
Because I like to get high
And then I get low by myself

I like to appear
The king of the crowd
While I am a slave to my sorrow

What does it take
To get a man fat
All that is good in the world

What does it take
For a man to hide in shame
Living a life he is not

What does it take
To make a man kneel
Failure will do more than a prayer

When a man shuts his feelings
And leaves it all to grace
Destiny’s got a better shot than himself

When you find yourself lying
In the bathroom floor
You know it is worth what is not

When you hide your fears
From the best of your friends
That’s when you know you’re alone

When you think it is better
To start over again
That’s when you know you did bad

The answer, my friend
Is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind

And the only time
A day has its worth
Its when it’s the first of a new

When everyone around you
Is laughing in vain
Its when you try hardest to hold back your tears