Drunk and stumbling to my room again I think somethings broken but I can’t feel what’s sinking in My head’s killing me, I feel heat against my skin But before know it , Im falling over myself Didn’t even notice I was looking ceiling Heeling it to the dresser Pick it up and put it against the side of my head That’s it, I’ve had it, I admit, I’m an addict Can’t even make it through one shot without thinking about my bad habits Dial up 911, take the safety off and squeeze th-
I’m not suicidal, Incase someone goes through the trouble of thinking it