As Ni-j

You're feeling down
And things aren't going your way
Can't pay for shit
You're living like a damn outlaw
And you hear the stories
Yeah, they talk about you
But that's just exaggerated and often too rough

But when it gets dark, you feel free
There's still room here, the stool's still open
The first drink goes down nice
What you forgot is behind you
What’s new you can’t know
Everything feels like new

But the next morning
Man, it gnaws at you again
The old worries
They eat at you, they weigh you down, and more
And you can't complain
'Cause life has you by the throat
So you face it, that's just the damn luck