AJ Atiee - Poet's Final Stand Lyrics

I drink myself from dusk to sunrise
I can't remember the day
I hope I make it to seventy-five
And by then I'll move away
But for now I'm stuck in Hockley
Drowning my sorrows away
With a bottle of Jameson
And a life that's here to stay

But when the drinks stop flowing
And empty hearts are in hand
Well I'm trying to stay sober
In the poet's final stand

I played a game of Russian roulette
With my only friend
Well he wasn't very lucky
And he wound up dead

But when the drinks stop flowing
And empty hearts are in hand
Well I'm trying to stay sober
In the poet's final stand

I made a call up to Lubbock
They never answered me back
It's just another reason
That the curtains fade to black
But for now I'm back in my room
Bottle of jack on the stand
There are stains on my carpet
And a pistol in my hand

But when the drinks stop flowing
And empty hearts are in hand
Well I'm trying to stay sober
In the poet's, the poet's final stand