A rush of blood to the head
The excitement of dread
Why
Do we yearn for the reasons we bled?

To be free from reality
Can't see your mortality
It's no surprise
The devil loves hospitality

Desperate eyes watch him slide through the door
Invite him in for reasons you choose to ignore
Let him tear up the carpet
The curtains
The floor

That was the last time

Every time
You swore

On summer nights
I get depressed
I need more sleep
I need some rest
I can't count sheep
I can't get dressed
I drown myself in regret
suffocated by all the stress
I can't remember
I can't forget
I need some help
I'm in distress

On summer nights,
I'm on a quest
to **** my mind
and guard my chest
I'm at the bottom
I won't contest
taunting me, on my desk
are pills of happiness
I won't digest

On summer nights,
I start a trek
I'll think in black
I'll bleed in red
I won't give in
I'll try my best
I'll walk the tightrope
step by step
I'll win again
I'll beat the test
Alive today
I'm not dead yet

some people drink
to remember

others drink
to forget

I drink
water