[Verse 1]
I walked the road from Tucson to San Antonio
With the smell of blood on my breath
Ninety days of sweat and dirt feels like one night
When you've got nothing left
[Pre-Chorus]
'Til there's nothing left to do but die
[Chorus] x2
Buckshot is my bread
I'll drink whiskey instead of water
‘Cause I can't stand to be sober in this place
Your hands on my face every step of the way
Trying to peel away the pain
[Outro] x4
I'll drink whiskey instead of water
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