Damn, We Need A Title For This Song Lyrics

3 Feet Smaller Damn, We Need A Title For This Song

Bloodshot eyes, my liver die's
I see my girlfriend twice
I'm sitting here, drink my third beer
and i'm talking to a chair

I think i'm drunk again
Tequila is my best friend
What's actualy reality

I sing in a band, but i've got one problem
I forgot all the lyrics
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