Finding your dreams
at the bottom of a bottle.
leaves screams and tossing of that bottle
Broken glass
I watch the ***** flow down the wall
I watch my reflection shimmer
in the peices of glass.
I see the tears about to fall.
does this ring a bell
same call same place.
I see you
I see you
I see you
a chuckle
I see you
the devils best medicine for a never forgetting mind
tip back that bottle one more time.
the medicine in my viens
forgetting the pain that was left
when I cut my finger the first time on the shattered glass.