Sexy Teenagers Gin In The Morning
Drunken and lonely, stay up past 4:30, the cold's finally gripping this town.
The fog hugs the hills and I can't shake these chills, I guess this is me broken down.
The wind bites my throat on this dark long walk home. Maybe tonight I'll sleep sound.
There's no need to think, sit and watch the ship sink. Open up swallow and drown.
Swallow and drown.
This winter takes hold your mind starts to freeze, the night winds blow.
Each days a new low with a colder breeze and approaching snow.
I'll stay up one more night, watch embers burn under bright moon light.
Well I guess I'm alright, the lesson's learned so that's all, goodnight.
Exhausted and fried the dawn lights up the sky. I feel like I've been here before.
With sleep setting in take one last sip of gin, let myself sink to the floor.
I wake up sore and stiff and I'm late for my shift. The problem just goes on ignored.
I can't explain why I drink through my shame. Am I pathetic, or maybe just bored?
I pray that I'm bored.
This winter takes hold your mind starts to freeze, the night winds blow.
Each days a new low with a colder breeze and approaching snow.
I'll stay up one more night, watch embers burn under bright moon light.
Well I guess I'm alright, the lesson's learned so that's all, goodnight.
And at least for the moment, I'll be content when this bottle is spent.
And I'll never show it, but I curse the day we started growing up.
This winter takes hold your mind starts to freeze, the night winds blow.
Each days a new low with a colder breeze and approaching snow.
I'll stay up one more night, watch embers burn under bright moon light.
Well I guess I'm alright, the lesson's learned so that's all, goodnight.
And I'll never show it, but I curse the day we started growing up.
