The day I found out I got a friend for life
Was the night we were getting high
In this small ****** blue car
Listening to Thin Lizzy “Whiskey in the Jar”
I look at the glow upon your face and think to myself
How **** my life would be without your grace
Some people think we date
Others say your my cover up because I’m gay
But the truth is, you’re my best mate who I can’t replace
Seen too many sides of me yet you still stayed
You’re like the soft voice in my brain
Reminding me that suicide isn’t the way
And I hope we remain the same when we’re old and grey
So we can tell the future generation how we used to sesh back in the day

Welcome to drown town
A grey place that always holds me down
With helping hands by the local clowns
If it’s not them, it’s my mental health
But enough about that, let’s explore around
This god awful rundown town

Do you see the lady breaking down?
Crying for help, realising she has truly lost herself

What about the boy riding the bike?
Fourteen years old, feels naked without a knife

How about the gang dressed in Nike?
Whites, browns or E’s
They have the vices you desperately need

But between you and me
I like getting ****** under a tree
Alone with my thoughts about life
Can’t really see myself living past 25
I scream to God about how much I want to survive
But I am chained to my mistakes and that is no lie

So enjoy your stay in my sweet hometown
Sooner or later you’ll forget yourself  
In my own personal hell, drown town