| Bloodshot and bleary these old eyes have seen too much
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| As the bottles add up i’m losing touch
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| Trying to let go, because it hurts to hold
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| It isn’t getting better, its been bad for so long
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| Shattering bottles to take off the edge
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| I’ve fucked up again and my whole life’s a wreck
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| I can’t stand this fucking shit life i’ve created
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| Its off to the corner store to get self medicated
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| Drinking the piss to save money hard up for cash
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| But i gotta get trashed its the only way
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| I can stand to face another day, ill fucking throw it away
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| Drinking the swill to save money, hard up for cash
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| But i gotta get fucked up
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| Can’t face my family, no one can stand me, i throw it away
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| The bottles my only friend when my whole life feels so low
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| Theres only one way to let go
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| Because each little instance it all seems so mocking
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| Ill drink my while like away and no one will stop me
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| I never sleep anymore, and i’m so lethargic
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| I can’t stop this runaway freight train i’ve started
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| And i wouldn’t if i could because i hate being sober
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| I just got fucking started and its already over
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| The pressure keeps building it never relents
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| I gotta get wrecked or ill never forget
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| Sometimes it seems like the bottle is my only friend
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| At the bottom is the salvation thats i’m drowning in
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| Throw it away |