[Verse]
I travel, never get too far
Skinny jeans too tight, a corrupted heart
Make friends with the devil
Don't start what you can’t end
Johnny on my numberplate
[Pre-Chorus]
I get scared
But I wash away the fear probably too much
Oh dear
Got a million things I missed, I didn't wake up
[Chorus]
I find my solace in a bottle of red
I try, but I can't seem to find the balance
I sold my gear for cheap to an eight out of ten
I try, but it’s hard when you've got no balance
[Verse]
Find stale, crusty demons
Cut loose the noose
Cry baby can't you handle fun?
Make friends with the bar chick, run
Bеtter take my number or my crеdit card
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm fair
But I beg to differ if the going gets too much
Oh dear
Yeah I'm used to feeling like a monday on the weekend
[Chorus]
I find my solace in a bottle of red
I try, but I can't seem to find the balance
I sold my gear for cheap to an eight out of ten
I try, but it's hard when you've got no balance
[Instrumental break]
[Chorus]
I find my solace in a bottle of red
I try, but I can’t seem to find the balance
I sold my gear for cheap to an eight out of ten
I try, but it’s hard when you've got no balance
When you’ve got no balance
When you've got no
I travel, never get too far
Skinny jeans too tight, a corrupted heart
Make friends with the devil
Don't start what you can’t end
Johnny on my numberplate
[Pre-Chorus]
I get scared
But I wash away the fear probably too much
Oh dear
Got a million things I missed, I didn't wake up
[Chorus]
I find my solace in a bottle of red
I try, but I can't seem to find the balance
I sold my gear for cheap to an eight out of ten
I try, but it’s hard when you've got no balance
[Verse]
Find stale, crusty demons
Cut loose the noose
Cry baby can't you handle fun?
Make friends with the bar chick, run
Bеtter take my number or my crеdit card
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm fair
But I beg to differ if the going gets too much
Oh dear
Yeah I'm used to feeling like a monday on the weekend
[Chorus]
I find my solace in a bottle of red
I try, but I can't seem to find the balance
I sold my gear for cheap to an eight out of ten
I try, but it's hard when you've got no balance
[Instrumental break]
[Chorus]
I find my solace in a bottle of red
I try, but I can’t seem to find the balance
I sold my gear for cheap to an eight out of ten
I try, but it’s hard when you've got no balance
When you’ve got no balance
When you've got no
( Clay J Gladstone )
www.ChordsAZ.com