Dimebag's Lost Song

I kick back listen to zakk
The baddest mother fucker on the six-string axe
I'm in the blackout society
Born to raise hell, rock, kill and drink

Oh, it all seems like one drunk haze, no
I'm a drunk and I'm fried
No lost soul can save my life, no, no
I am, now I am, in my wasted state of mind

Consumed by worry, stress and fear
The only way I ease my pain is whiskey and beer
Fuck those worries no time to waste
Strap on the guitar-fiddle I'm back in my game

Oh, it all seems like one drunk haze, no
I'm a drunk and I'm fried
No lost soul can save my life, no, no
I am, now I am, in my wasted state of mind

Oh, it all seems like one drunk haze, no
I'm a drunk and I'm fried
No lost soul can save my life, no, no
I'm a drunk, I'm a drunk, till the mother fucking day I die!