| Looking for answers in all the wrong places
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| Won’t find a better me at the bottom of a bottle
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| Constantly stressed, there’s a heavy weight on my chest
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| Filled with sorrow, don’t seem to care if I live tomorrow
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| With each sip I’m closer to the edge
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| Glassy eyed, can barely stand
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| One more drink and I’ll call it quits
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| The party’s been over but still I’m wanting more
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| Always chasing that buzz
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| Trying to access my feelings, I’m mentally numb
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| Crack open another beer, that familiar sound of self-sabotage
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| With each sip I’m closer to the edge
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| Glassy eyed, can barely stand
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| One more drink and I’ll call it quits
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| Can’t face myself, can’t face my fears
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| Goddamn it, I’m drunk again
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| How did I get here? |
| Something has got to change
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| I feel I’ve lost control
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| I’m weak and feeble, but can I be strong?
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| Can I redefine myself? |
| How long has it been?
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| I’ve become estranged from sobriety
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| Tired of the self delusion
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| Tired of the dependency
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| Can I break this cycle?
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| I want to be a break in the chain
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| I’ll face myself
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| I’ll face my fears |