Tired of feeling empty, but when I drink so heavy, all my problems spill out this bottle til everyone is sick of me. I'm drinking Jagermeister ice cold. My Problems on the rocks, these insecurities don't stop. Fell down before I saw the world crumble from the top. When did the lies begin to burn? I've learned the truths that hurt. Been fighting since birth. Letting go by the next toughest lessons that brought pain to my chest. One day I'll be able to be at peace but my burdens continues to rest. I only know me at best. Counted my personal wins that kept me at success. Cheers to the ones that knows a little toooo well, what's its like to drink yourself to hell. It's like spoken slurred words ranting some spells, a suffocation on the liver ringing painful bells. My drinks empty, my decisions filthy. Words I've never said, actions I'll forever regret. Began a journey I shouldn't have left. But as long as I stick to the right maybe I'll find my way back around, a moment of safety or a moment of weakness either way there is a way to hit the ground. Eyes blood shot, stomachs a angry growl. I'd change the minute I know how.