Alcoholics!
Alcoholics
Alcoholics everywhere I can not run away.
when they'd go to meetings, they'd say
"JUST FOR TODAY"
But they knew they'd never stop, and i know they knew they did, so when they needed cheering up, they kept their bottles hid.
One sip here and one sip there, before long they'd be drunk.
then they'd cry and whine and yell and I'd think, "you're a stupid punk!"
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