(10) And Counting

I can remember when There were times I thought we'd never eat again And salvation was our drinking Things were different then It was five of us against the world but then The world sure seemed much smaller Broken down, down and out Out of gas, out of food, without a doubt Broken up, up in arms Armed to the teeth with ways to kill the pain I was around back when we would fight each other for a couch or bed Though we'd never end up sleeping We could rely on friends through the good, the bad, the ugly times that We spent together when we were Stealing our daily bread, naming vans until they all became our friends At least until they left us Broken down, down and out Out of gas, out of food, without a doubt Broken up, up in arms Armed to the teeth with ways to kill the pain I wouldn't trade these drunken days to be like you And say "I willll be safe, I'm just waiting for Waiting for life to start." You can hate what we create But we'll be standing here when everything falls apart Broken down, down and out Out of gas, out of food, without a doubt Broken up, up in arms Armed to the teeth with ways to kill the pain