Testo Hypocritical Circular Flow

I break down without you I can't be without you There's no sense in getting up There's no sense in starting a new day The will to stay sober faded away as my last fall I'm soiled Do you want to wash me? Give me the drink I call for It will be the last I'll slug down I won't abash you I won't hold you responsible for my lies But please give me the drink I call for If I fall You won't catch me If I dry up You won't moisten my soul You need me And I need beer, wine, champagne and booze I'm sticky Don you want to lick me? Give me the drink I call for It will be the last I'll slug down I won't abash you I won't hold you responsible for my lies But please give me the drink I call for I'm lost without you I'm nothing without you Blame it on you You don't love me You'll break down as my burial You're in jeopardy without me You're drunk every other day You're under sentence of death Give me the drink I call for It will be the last I'll slug down I won't abash you I won't hold you responsible for my lies But please give me the drink I call for You break down without me You can't be without me You're lost without me You're nothing without me