There he goes again. Lost in the drink.  
The bottle’s half empty as he tries not to sink.  
There he goes, again.  
He lost control again. The drink takes him down.  
Despair in his eyes as he tries not to…

They’re comin’ for us now. (Coming for us now)
Somehow they found us out. (They found us out)
No sudden moves, don’t make a sound.
They’re out for blood this time around.
We gotta burn it all down. 

Today’s the…

What if all they lost, was all they had? 
What if they were broken just looking for a hand? 
If you could help or walk away, if that choice was up to you, what would you do? 
What if it…