Its hard to care when The only thing you've loved Has been buried in years of wastefulness, And months of regret.
You told me to look at myself, What a piece i've become. And now i do, When i'm intoxicated and nearly dead, With my guts on the ground. My reflection off the puddle, The stench of a collection of teeth. I know who i am.
I am an alcoholic, My flesh aches for a new body. I am a christian, Hypocritical and a liar.
You told me to listen to myself, How i've changed from a whisper to a scream. And now i do, When i'm chewing on glass bleeding from the throat, With my tongue swollen, My ears have never been so relieved. I've never been so relaxed. I know who I am.
I am an insomniac, Vision is tempered to a point. I am a pessimist, God i swear i'm going to die.
An indifference figure our past has created, And friday is coming. A reunion I swear it, But for now I'll just remain dead.