No hobbies , no strives
No goals or much of a life
No money, only debts
But I'm still living with no regrets oh
No style no grace
I'm walking 'round with holes in my boots
No rhythm or rhyme
Im just looking for another good time, so
Come with me, rye whiskey
Bring Jimmy
And don't empty
Cause oh even if i am a loner
I don't mind as long as i'm with you
No visions ahead the past
I can barely see in front of my glass
Feel good when throwing up
While i empty out fill my cup oh
Wake up and pop a can
Hangovers are for rookies, man
My friends are on the grind
And I'm still looking for another good time so
Come with me, rye whiskey
Bring Jimmy
And don't empty
Cause oh even if i am a loner
I don't mind as long as i'm with you
Come with me, rye whiskey
Bring Jimmy
And don't empty
Cause oh even if i am a loner
I don't mind as long as i'm with you