Bedroom Rehab Corporation - 02. S.S. Hangover (Sobering Sickness) | Текст песни

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• 02. S.S. Hangover (Sobering Sickness)

Water, water
Everywhere
But not a drop to drink
Holes in my plan
Holes in this boat
Enough to make it sink

No one gets out alive
Only rats leave the ship
Grow gills and you’ll survive
With a bottle in your grip

All the whiskey
All the Rum
Both will make you pay
Slept through the morning
Suffered through the sun
Sick throughout the day

Nothin’ left to live for
This boats a floating tomb
There’s no returning to shore
Just hope the end is soon

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