The dark nights at the bottom of the bottel
The room spinning and feeling like your in full throttle
Not realizeing the pain you have caused you take another pill and feel no flaws
Easy said! As it is to be done because if you let someone in there goes all your fun !
Because who need anyone right?
So lets carry a metaphorical gun to shoot anyone who wants to end your kind of fun !
But yet your broken and lost beyoned belife
That no one can take the keys and save you from what you believe
Stuck in full throttle that you can not see
So you go home and stare at the bottom of the bottle
To realize thats the last thing you will see !
But yet your still not free