I have my drugs, I have my women
They keep away my loneliness
My parents, they have their religions
But sleep in separate houses
So I’m drinking, breathing, writing, singing
Every day I’m on the clock
My mind races with all my longings
But can’t keep up with what I got
So when you’re asked to fight a war that’s over nothing
It’s best to join the side that’s going to win
No one’s sure how all of this got started
But we’re going to make them goddamn certain how it’s gonna end
