Raise a glass to all your absent friends Then wash it down and fill it up again Raise a glass to people who've Released the stuff you're swimming through Now raise it up before they raise their game Raise a glass for trying far too hard To drown out all the people you have scarred Raise a glass to everything that ties you down or pulls your strings And raise it up before they raise their guard Can't lift me up, can't lift me, lift me up Raise a glass before it is too late To see the signs of your impending fate Raise a glass to what you have, but more for what you're holding off So raise a glass before they raise the gate So raise a glass to all that you have done Then slam it down and pour another one Raise a glass to people who have brought this goddamn crux on you And raise it up before you lower the tone. Lower the tone Can't lift me up, can't lift me, lift me, up I'll ride my luck, I'll ride my, ride my luck