A song. Another one that goes with the theme: "rawwr drink my pain away."

Kiss Goodbye
I’m in no condition to make any decisions
I’m fucking bleedin’
And there’s slim visions of inhibitions
40oz to freedom

I can’t believe all these things I need
To keep on livin’
But I’m still alive though these things I try
May do killin’

And I—I can’t—I won’t coincide
I will but I won’t ever die
I’m drunk—dyin’—dyin’—but it’s alright
Cause the end’ll never come for this night

I can’t conceive why I am bereaved
Stripped and broken
But still some time I step over the line
Drunk and tokin’

And why party if it’s not hardy
I think I’m wrong
Erase away all my hopes and pains
Pass the bong

And I—I can’t—I won’t coincide
I will but I won’t ever die
I’m drunk—dyin’—dyin’—but it’s alright
Cause the end’ll never come for this night

Can everybody see what’s become of me?
I can’t hide
I still believe that these things I need
Only deprive

They take away all my hurt and pain
But not for long
Cause in the end they return again
Twice as strong

And I—I can’t—I won’t coincide
I will but I won’t ever die
I’m drunk—dyin’—dyin’—but it’s alright
Cause the end’ll never come for this night

And I—I can’t—I won’t coincide
These things that live inside will never die
I’m drunk—dyin’—dyin’—it’s not alright
Kiss me goodbye—kiss goodbye to this night

Adieu,
Zak Hunter