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I'd love to stay and have another beer And we could waste another year Saying how last one was better Do you remember the time? Now the only time I see you smile and sigh The only time I see that sparkle in your eye Is when you talk about getting another bag of dope I hate to see you when you Reach for the bottle Reach for the needle Reach for the little white pills To kill the pain Think you're so wild with the bottle in your hand Slurring your speech, barely able to stand But you look just like a younger version of Your stupid drunk old man When you reach for the bottle Reach for the needle Reach for the little white pills It kills your spirit It kills your imagination It makes me sick it makes me sad It makes me wonder what happened to you It makes me reach for the bottle too From Letras Mania