paroles de chanson Battle With the Booze - Diff

Was it my choice
To take this glass
Filled with laughter
Filled with shame

It feels like drinking sunshine
Within a demon to be tamed
I'm a sentimental man
Had much love
Had much hate
I'll saved some broken hearts
Than lost myself in faith

I've got nothing to gain
And nothing to loose
A disease with denail
I'm in battle with the booze

I've got nothing to gain
And nothing to loose
A disease with denail
I'm in battle with the booze

When nothing else works
And the sun refuses to shine
You'll find me back at home
With a glass full of wine

I've got nothing to gain
And nothing to loose
A disease with denail
I'm in battle with the booze

I've got nothing to gain
And nothing to loose
A disease with denail
I'm in battle with the booze

I've got nothing to gain
And nothing to loose
A disease with denail
I'm in battle with the booze

I've got nothing to gain
And nothing to loose
A disease with denail
I'm in battle with the booze