2 DOG NIGHT

He sees the city lights below.And he's got to think of all the good times he's had.So he takes another drink.Here's to you, here's to me, here's to everything.That he drowns out with each and every beer. He says he'd doing fine.That everything's ok.Yet the pieces start to slip away.He's losing ground, he's losing time, but he don't realize.That the pieces start to slip away.But nothing seems to change.It always stays the same.We rot away in the same old place.Turn it around.Pick yourself up.Can't you see that it's time to wake up.Now it's 4 a.m.Time to settle down.Find a spot on the wall.And pass out on the ground.He don't know why, but every night he drinks his life away.Drownin out with each and every beer.But nothing seems to change.It always stays the same.We rot away in the same old place.Turn it around.Pick yourself up.Can't you see that it's time to wake up.Can't you see your going down, don't you wanna turn your life around.Take the bottle throw it away, try and find another way.I know it's hard when it's been this way for way too long.I know it's hard, but you've go to give it up.