Drink from the bottle, trying to numb my mind
Forget the shot glass, for that there is no time
The agony it grows
In my face it shows
My phone should be locked away
No telling to who, or what I'll say
It's never good to drink alone
Woke up with a pitiful moan
Drink from the bottle, trying to numb my mind
Don't remeber what happened last night, hope I had a good time
Looks like my demons came out to play
Liquor always unlocks the way
Woke up this morning, mirror was shattered
But it don't really matter
I never liked what I seen
Guess I was feeling mean
Read my texts sent to my best friend
In my blacked out state I still knew how to hit send
Hope he forgives me, he knows how I am
Because all he replied was ****
Drink from the bottle, trying to numb my mind
My demons had a wonderful time
Pills all over my bed
Razor by my head
Gun in my hand
Guess they where gonna make it my last stand
But I must of passed out instead
My eyes are blood shot red
Drink from the bottle, trying to numb my mind
I swear again, this is my last time
Of drinking by myself
As I gently place the gun back on the shelf
The voices in my head
Just laugh at what I said
For there's more liquor in my closet
I know there be a cause for it
For the darkness still covers me
Like a frozen wet blanket, it covers me with ease
Feb 26, 2016
Feb 26, 2016 at 10:11 AM UTC
Drink from the bottle, trying to numb my mind
Forget the shot glass, for that there is no time
The agony it grows
In my face it shows
My phone should be locked away
No telling to who, or what I'll say
It's never good to drink alone
Woke up with a pitiful moan
Drink from the bottle, trying to numb my mind
Don't remeber what happened last night, hope I had a good time
Looks like my demons came out to play
Liquor always unlocks the way
Woke up this morning, mirror was shattered
But it don't really matter
I never liked what I seen
Guess I was feeling mean
Read my texts sent to my best friend
In my blacked out state I still knew how to hit send
Hope he forgives me, he knows how I am
Because all he replied was ****
Drink from the bottle, trying to numb my mind
My demons had a wonderful time
Pills all over my bed
Razor by my head
Gun in my hand
Guess they where gonna make it my last stand
But I must of passed out instead
My eyes are blood shot red
Drink from the bottle, trying to numb my mind
I swear again, this is my last time
Of drinking by myself
As I gently place the gun back on the shelf
The voices in my head
Just laugh at what I said
For there's more liquor in my closet
I know there be a cause for it
For the darkness still covers me
Like a frozen wet blanket, it covers me with ease
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