Rocking away the foes,
From my fingers to the toes,
And breathing in all the smoke,
Hoping I will never choke.

I'm a bottle of poison,
All my body parts boiling,
Into the viper's tongue,
Hoping I could stay forever young.

Beating all my enemies is fun and games,
Until she exclaims,
Pointing out all my damage,
That I had ravaged.

I'm a bottle of whiskey,
Helping you forget about miss christy,
Into another sin,
Hoping I could stay within.