Derailer

I’m flying off the handle again i tried to keep in touch but my grip has loosened the saints need a second look i’m at the boreal banquet keeping warm boozin” derailed- i need help god save the queen i fuc*** up the ant trail derailed- i’ve been nailed keep falling off the cross the crucifixion failed i’m stepping all over my friends i tried to dodge the bullet, but i’m a needy person i need to get back on track the pub’s stoop pillpusher gave me pills to stop pushin’ derailed- i need ale to numb the pain and relax in hell derailed- i wanna kill at the embarcadero on the third rail derailer died for our sins, or was it just another drinking binge i’m in a different kind of tension not to be discussed by professional theory it’s been going on for quite some time derailer gets by there’s no need to worry