Latin For Truth - Beers, Bro's, Or Beatdowns

Bring back prohibition so my friends can see hobbies outside the bar have more to offer
Bring back prohibition so my friends can see hobbies outside the bar have more to offer
Fill their bottles with mirrors
Trash their dreams like beer cans
We'll glorify their hangovers by swinging crowbars at their throats
Stain your hands with our perception
Let our message ring loud and clear
Find refuge in adoption of a different way of thinking
In a race to the grave, the chemicals will win
Regrets stink up any room with good years spent
Remember your best, who you were with?
Was it us or the empty cans on the floor
Simple is easy, were you in for the ride?
Is life better now you don't have to try?
Were your old nightmares lost in the grind?
I miss my friends but I did what's right!
Bring back prohibition so my friends can see hobbies outside the bar have more to offer
Bring back prohibition so my friends can see hobbies outside the bar have more to offer

They looked down on my drifter ways
Now I'll immortalize theirs
I say garbage in, garbage out!
Just have another drink
We chose our own calling
And we stay true to our words
We won't label ourselves "christian" just to sneak our way into their world
I didn't give up, I stood up instead
Looked across my hell and said, "I deserve more!"
My ambition stayed sober, I kept a steady hand
I built my release on my own
Simple is easy, were you in for the ride
Is life better now you don't have to try?
Were your old nightmares lost in the grind?
I miss my friends but I did what's right!