Текст песни Too Stoned to Cry - Andrew Combs

Is lonely as these days are lone
As dark as the night bursts on
Strange way of living has been my heart dry
Like I'm a lonesome, but too stoned to cry

My clothes, they're ragged and warm
The sailor's calling the worst kind of storm
The water keeps rising, but I'm getting by
I keep walking, I'm too stoned to fly

'Cause whiskey and wine compels for the pain
Fast, easy women and little cocaine
I'm walking in line between hell been and high
I ain't happy, just too stoned to cry

Now I'm living from town to town
I've always been lost, I ain't never been found
They say Jesus can save me, but that was a lie
I keep trying, I'm too stoned to die
And while I keep trying, I'm too stoned to die

'Cause whiskey and wine compels for the pain
Fast, easy women and little cocaine
I'm walking in line between hell been and high
I ain't happy, just too stoned to cry
No, I ain't happy, just too stoned to cry