Tonight I'm dying again (drinking),
but my best friend is here (liquor),
all my friends forgot about me but not HIM!
Of course He's my best kept secret,
Secrets are always the best when two people know them.

I need to relax He's there,
I need to party and He's always available,
I want to drown sorrow and You have the antidote,
I feel lonely and You're there somehow?!
My best friend and worst enemy.

My father drowned at the bottle,
my mom dealt with HIM with the orange bottle (HER),
I ran from both and ran into both HER and HIM,
therefore, I will die from both or survive them both.
At my lowest... I rise!