Chorus:
here i go again
with my notebook and a pen
music my only friend
cuz it believes me and it needs me
so here i go again
when did this all begin
im thinkin about the end
so leave me and deciept me
and imma let you know
ive been working so long
that my tank is low
i gotta make my cash flow
so briefly, im find the sound again, moving around, whatever town im in,
i know, the music will keep you, revive and reteach you, continute to reach you
i got one shot, pull the trigger, im doping with liquor thats soak in my liver,
i so damn, tired of searching for what is my purpose, for sure thats for certain,
and my road, seems never ending, it keeps me from bending or deep dive descending,
so i need you to drink up, so i can write shit i think up
what ever what ever.....,
