I cant find a reason,
A reason to go on.
Its seems ive lost my golden touch,
It just seems to keep going on.

Ive lost all that i ever had,
My life is going really bad.
Got put out by my girlfriend,
And no job to attend.

Poor as hell,
And stupid too.
Dropped out of my high shcool,
To get a job,
And fail real fast,
To follow in,
My daddy's foot steps.

Now im drunk,
Or faking anyway.
Still stuck in that funny funk,
Hope it doesnt stay.
Becuause im looking up,
And far away,
Hoping for a brighter day.

I know that day will never come,
Never have that golden shine,
Never see my real true mom,
For the day is never mine.
Now its time to turn back time,
So i can be the one who invented moonshine...
 
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