Am a prisoner
Prisoner of my own urges
Stuck in a grave
Dugged by my own cravings
Held in a maze of throbbing fantasises
Jaded
My mind in a haze running around in circles
There's no escape
Budding roses bud
Humming birds hum
The night's on a break of dawning darkness
My messiah cocked up in seven green bottles
About to hit rock bottom
The stars offer a hand of hope
But I'm beyond salvation
Deep down in the sea of dizziness
I smile diligently as I sip from the lips of seven
I'm a prisoner and there is no escaping tonight.