Open my eyes in gloomy room I'm blinded by the lights as I went out of tomb I put my mind on overdrive Cold water brings me back to life
It's 10 am, pain doesn't cease And witnessing my unmade bad brings memories I shake my head sunglasses on Ain't no regrets, I get along
'Cause whiskey is a good ol' friend of mine Tequila visits me from time to time I do not shut the door on beers and wine I don't have any better things to do
Champagne can be my guest on any day Nothing is able to get in my way When I am with two bottles of Bombay I don't have any better things to do
They say that I drink poison Melting pleasure that could kill me one day But I don't want to be healed
I am back on track, same as before And one emergency six-pack will bring one more Poison will help me hold on tight When day is turning into night