Corey Smith - Drinkin' Again lyrics

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Corey Smith - Drinkin' Again lyrics

Feels like a Friday night But it's only Monday afternoon Still there's a party goin' on in my livin' room It's just me and fifth of Beam Swayin' to the sounds of old George Jones And it won't be long 'til the whole damn bottle's gone And I know it might sound sad But to tell the truth it ain't half bad I love my misery Gonna drown my blues in a sea of whiskey I'm drinkin' again Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in So don't give me any sh**, I know just what I'm gettin' in Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a damn I'm drinkin' again I've got no friends to call They've all straightened up and settled down And they don't ever wanna hang around But I guess I understand This house ain't much for company Smells like a cesspool here It's stinkin' nasty And you might say I'm bad off But I chose the road I strumbled across I picked my poison Give me another shot of bourbon Cause I'm drinkin' again Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in So don't give me any sh**, I know just what I'm gettin in Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a damn I'm drinkin' again Well fortunately for me I find relief When the world is weighin' down on me I pop a top, I take a shot, I drop a pill Turn the radio up, sit back and chill Pretend my life is a bed of roses Try not to notice all the ghosts That are hauntin me and tauntin me And wantin me to cut my wrists So they can watch me bleed And laugh at me, as I scream in agony I get high for the sake of my family Cause the alcohol is all that's helpin me To cope since I went broke and lost my hope I kicked my girl to the curb of the road You know I couldn't afford to support us both Hell I'm not rich, don't have a good job Do construction work with this dude named Bob And he's an a**. Yells at me all the time Pays minimum wage on overtime Still he's got it made, drives an Escalade And gets two hundred times what I get paid But that's okay. I'll drink to his health and ruin mine I'll chug liquor and he can sip red wine And I'll be fine. Trying to find some peace I'll quit payin' my rent and I'll break my lease I'll live out on the streets and beg for change Crawl in a box when it starts to rain Forget my family and my friends Forget the world, ya'll, I'm drinkin' again I'm drinkin' again Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in So don't give me any sh**, I know just what I'm gettin in Sure, it's a sin, but I done lost control And I'm drinkin' again y'all I'm drinkin' again I'm drinkin' again... I done said goodbye To the twelve-step program I'm drinkin' again...

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