Fragments of memories
Remain from last night
I just could not get enough.
My vision became a blur,
My words began to slur
I tried to drink away my sorrow
Had no care for tomorrow.
Spent all my cash thirstin' to be trashed;
What have I done?
I don't remember a thing after that drink
Intoxicating— I could not think
No more judgment, no turning back
Another shot of jack.
Everything turns black.
I awoke in a cell, bruised and beaten to hell
Innocent is what I plead,
I swear it was not me.