I just need a drink before it's all over
The black
The misery
The trees I've left my own hanging
The people I've beholden to my anger
And the rage always beholden to me
The mist
And the wind
The clouds in the dark sky
The angels that never were
And never will be
I don't need a prayer
Just a drink
So I may disappear
into the black
Back into
My own misery