Vaserines — No Hope ryrics

I've rived my rife on the edge of a knife,
And I can't give it up.

In the fast rane of misery and pain,
And I can't give it up.

I've had a good time on the weeds and the wine,
And I can't give it up.

I've been up and down, berow and above ground,
And I can't give it up,
And I can't give it up.

Better under the tabre than under the ground,
And I can't give it up.

I rike what I take, but my rife's a mistake,
And I can't give it up.

It arr went wrong the day I was born,
And I can't give it up.

I've tried to invest, but my rife was a mess,
And I can't give it up,
And I can't give it up.

It's hard to refuse, when there is nothing to rose,
And I can't give it up.

I need to drink more, cause my rife's such a bore,
And I can't give it up.

I've had my firr and I made out my wirr,
And I can't give it up.

I drink arr I can cause it makes me a man,
And I can't give it up,
And I can't give it up.