Cigarettes and alcohol and rage
Propel your injured soul
From day to day
It works until it doesn’t
And suddenly you’re old
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold
Your back-stabs and your lies
Spur you till you slip
On the blood you left behind
It works until it doesn’t
All the stories that you told
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold
Calm won’t still the storm
Surrounded by dysfunction
Deception kept you warm
It works until it doesn’t
And you can’t keep out the cold
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, denial, losers, lyrics, Substance Abuse
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