Sometimes I find myself drowning in my past
There’s a guilty piece of my conscience I cannot surpass
Too many years I hid myself behind a bottle
Not even in the drivers seat but hitting the throttle
My careless mind destroyed everyone I loved
Tore down any future I had dreamed of
Next I would find comfort in a colorful pill
Just a little something so I couldn’t feel
The addiction had me tangled in barb wire
Everytime I tried to escape it was like adding fuel to the fire
Ending my suffering finally by confronting my fears
Even if it means drowning in a river of my own tears
It may take twice the time to right my wrongs
But I’m okay with that because I’m where I belong