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This young man he sits right by the bar
Beside the old folks, the jukebox, another jar
Left behind, and all alone
Stares down at the inbox of his phone, trying to hold his own
You'll see that glazed look in his eyes
That vacant stare, its no surprise
That those pupils rarely long to see
ALD and just approaching twenty three...
Get lashed just to force it all away
That thought banished for a single day, demons slayed
Just one more drink and he'll be fine
Although he says it all the time
Last orders and nowere to go
Sippin on JD and coke, forget the coke
Drink up mate, its closin' time,
Dont forget your coat, dont forget your coat
You'll see that glazed look in his eyes
That vacant stare, its no surprise
That those pupils rarely long to see
ALD and just approaching twenty three...
And he is haunted by so many, little thoughts
He dont bear thinking, whats in his mind anymore
And he is haunted by so many, little thoughts
So he drinks his mind away
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Este joven se sienta justo junto al bar
Al lado de los ancianos, la rockola, otro vaso
Abandonado, y completamente solo
Mira fijamente la bandeja de entrada de su teléfono, tratando de mantenerse firme
Verás esa mirada vidriosa en sus ojos
Esa mirada vacía, no es sorpresa
Que esas pupilas rara vez deseen ver
ALD y apenas acercándose a los veintitrés...
Se emborracha solo para alejarlo todo
Ese pensamiento desterrado por un día, demonios derrotados
Solo una copa más y estará bien
Aunque lo dice todo el tiempo
Últimas órdenes y ningún lugar a donde ir
Sorbiendo JD y cola, olvidando la cola
Bebe amigo, es hora de cerrar,
No olvides tu abrigo, no olvides tu abrigo
Verás esa mirada vidriosa en sus ojos
Esa mirada vacía, no es sorpresa
Que esas pupilas rara vez deseen ver
ALD y apenas acercándose a los veintitrés...
Y está atormentado por tantos, pequeños pensamientos
No soporta pensar, ¿qué hay en su mente ahora?
Y está atormentado por tantos, pequeños pensamientos
Así que bebe para alejar su mente