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'' Defence In To Attack ''
You were one of the greatest players,
To grace our beautiful game,
As a player you had everything,
Which brought you wealth and fame.
You have the usual hangers on,
Who make out they're your friends,
But when down you will find out,
When in trouble that friendship ends.
As a player you had everything,
Both the talent and the skill,
You could score spectacular goals,
Paul you were born to thrill.
You could also be very volatile,
Both on the park and off,
But people said that was just Paul,
At your critics you would scoff.
You were a genius on the park,
A master with the ball,
But when you weren't playing,
You had a love for alcohol.
Alcohol is like heroin,
It can turn into addiction,
If you let it get a hold on you,
It becomes a terrible affliction.
Yes it's socially acceptable,
That drink is not a drug,
If you asked some alcoholics that,
They'd say you're being a mug.
If only then you'd realised,
You could have sought advice,
But you and your ' friends'' ignored the signs,
Watching as you paid the price.
While you just carry on with life,
In a very reckless way,
You thought you would play forever,
Your problems you could allay.
But all good things come to an end,
Then soon your career was done,
Now you face a bigger fight,
A battle, which must be won.
You must use those skills you had in life,
To beat the demon drink,
Rid yourself of the so called 'friends'',
Then use your brain to think.
That you are the only person,
Who can drag yourself away,
You can and will learn to live again,
To fight another day.
Take your time, reflect on life,
You'll find out which 'friends'' are true,
They're not interested in your money,
All they care about is you.
If accept you have an illness,
Which itself is a massive feat,
That's when you'll find your inner self,
Your addiction will be beat.
There are people who will help you,
But you must want their aid,
If you accept you need assistance,
Then your problems will soon fade.
You can pass on all your talents,
Give others the dream to taste,
Inspire the talent that's out there,
Not to would be such a waste.
You will then be back in life,
With those talents you were blessed,
You can pass on your football skills,
Training youngsters to be the best.
With your real '' FRIENDS '' to help you,
You will soon bounce back,
Then just like you while in your prime,
You'll turn,
' Defence In To Attack''
To grace our beautiful game,
As a player you had everything,
Which brought you wealth and fame.
You have the usual hangers on,
Who make out they're your friends,
But when down you will find out,
When in trouble that friendship ends.
As a player you had everything,
Both the talent and the skill,
You could score spectacular goals,
Paul you were born to thrill.
You could also be very volatile,
Both on the park and off,
But people said that was just Paul,
At your critics you would scoff.
You were a genius on the park,
A master with the ball,
But when you weren't playing,
You had a love for alcohol.
Alcohol is like heroin,
It can turn into addiction,
If you let it get a hold on you,
It becomes a terrible affliction.
Yes it's socially acceptable,
That drink is not a drug,
If you asked some alcoholics that,
They'd say you're being a mug.
If only then you'd realised,
You could have sought advice,
But you and your ' friends'' ignored the signs,
Watching as you paid the price.
While you just carry on with life,
In a very reckless way,
You thought you would play forever,
Your problems you could allay.
But all good things come to an end,
Then soon your career was done,
Now you face a bigger fight,
A battle, which must be won.
You must use those skills you had in life,
To beat the demon drink,
Rid yourself of the so called 'friends'',
Then use your brain to think.
That you are the only person,
Who can drag yourself away,
You can and will learn to live again,
To fight another day.
Take your time, reflect on life,
You'll find out which 'friends'' are true,
They're not interested in your money,
All they care about is you.
If accept you have an illness,
Which itself is a massive feat,
That's when you'll find your inner self,
Your addiction will be beat.
There are people who will help you,
But you must want their aid,
If you accept you need assistance,
Then your problems will soon fade.
You can pass on all your talents,
Give others the dream to taste,
Inspire the talent that's out there,
Not to would be such a waste.
You will then be back in life,
With those talents you were blessed,
You can pass on your football skills,
Training youngsters to be the best.
With your real '' FRIENDS '' to help you,
You will soon bounce back,
Then just like you while in your prime,
You'll turn,
' Defence In To Attack''
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`` Defence In To Attack ``
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