Entombed

I look about 27
And that I haven't slept well
I bang my head to sleep
With a bottle of bourbon-hell
I'm a character living
In a world gone wrong
Don't act so stingy about it
We're all in this song
Put on the face you use as a disguise
I can see it in your eyes
The kick you get from your own lies
I'm a man you can't kid
And a man you can't trust
I promote a lifestyle
You can't really live
Returning to madness
Lose my old skin