These days, losing ground control   These days down the rabbit hole   I try to catch a piece of sky, but I'm flying too low   Still, I never want to lose the days of wine and booze      Each night, might procrastinate   Every night I can't hardly wait   I know once the feeling flows, it's a long, hard way   Still, I never want to lose the days of wine and booze      Who will hold you when you're falling?   Who will pick up when you call in?      One day, if I'm old or dead   One day, can't get out of bed   I hope and pray the night before we were out of our heads   'Cos I never want to lose the days of wine and booze