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