Irish Handcuffs
Chronicles of Reckless Days: Embracing Life's Struggles and Triumphs
Lyrics
We struggle to remember
We find it challenging to recall.
We struggle to forget
We find it challenging to erase from memory.
No strangers to addiction
We are familiar with addiction.
We're just drowning the pain
We are using substances to numb emotional pain.
Good times with good friends
We enjoy good times with close friends.
Good fights with enemies
We engage in conflicts with adversaries.
We'll struggle to remember
We strive to recall positive experiences.
But we can't forget.
Despite efforts, some memories cannot be forgotten.
Every weekend was a party back in those days
Weekends used to be lively and carefree.
It didn't seem that nothing ever went wrong with age
As time passed, challenges became more apparent.
And the days go by....
The passage of time is noted.
Have a shot and wash it down with another drink
Alcohol is used to cope, causing unseen damage.
It did more damage at the time than we all could see
The consequences of drinking were not immediately evident.
And the days go by....
Time continues to pass.
We struggle with surrender
We grapple with giving up.
We struggle with regret
We struggle with remorse.
No strangers to opinions
We are not unfamiliar with diverse opinions.
Just tired of the games
We are tired of playing games.
Broke times with good friends
We experience financial hardships with close friends.
Broke bread with enemies
We share meals with adversaries.
We'll struggle to remember
We strive to remember positive moments.
But we can't forget.
Some memories are indelible.
7 days a week I'm told we were all getting pissed
Drinking occurred seven days a week in the past.
I need someone to fill me in on the things I missed
The speaker seeks information about missed events.
And the weeks go by....
Time continues to progress.
Have a shot and wash it down with another drink
Alcohol remains a coping mechanism.
On the road sometimes it's all that would help you sleep
On the road, alcohol is a sleep aid.
And the weeks go by....
Time keeps moving forward.
Young livers dying slowly
Youthful livers suffer from slow deterioration.
Through reckless days we've come to accept
Acceptance of the consequences of recklessness.
That we're not dead yet
Despite challenges, the speaker is still alive.
Young livers dying slowly
Continued deterioration of youthful livers.
Through reckless days we've come to accept
Acceptance of maturing through reckless experiences.
We're becoming men.
Maturity is evolving from these experiences.
Remember this: Some never live, some never die
A reminder that some people neither truly live nor die.
But we're all here tonight.
Despite varied experiences, everyone is present tonight.
Fun is not able to love anymore, you see
The ability to experience joy is diminished.
At least at weddings and at funerals we'll share a drink
Sharing a drink at significant life events.
And the years go by...
Time continues to pass.
Have a shot and wash it down with another drink
Alcohol is still used as a coping mechanism.
To tell the truth this shit is starting to make me sick
The speaker is becoming disillusioned with the lifestyle.
And the years go by...
Time keeps moving forward.
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