I Prefer Wine

Well the people in the streets are begging for change
And the dogs, are running rampant, covered in mange
And the billboards tell me, never pass up a good thing
While the people [surely/truly] whisper to me
Keep on moving
To keep on moving
Moving on
But to watch your step

They say, you can't find yourself in a series of mirrors
They say, you can't drown your sorrow with a couple of beers
And they were right
And they were right
They were right
They were right

'Cause I refer wine

I must've drank myself to death last night
I must've got tired, of putting up the fight
I must've given up

I must've drank myself to death last night
I must've got tired, of putting up the fight
I must've given up
I must've given up

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

I must've given up

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

I've got curses, we call ours blessings
And so many questions we haven't been addressing like
Why the fuck?
You've gotta be so cold
And why is it that all of the good people in this world
Never get to grow
Never get to grow old
Old

I must've drank myself to death last night
I must've got tired, of putting up the fight
I must've given up

I must've drank myself to death last night
I must've got tired, of putting up the fight
I must've given up
I must've given up