Yeah I'm back again give me another bottle of
there's the money now give me my fucking bottle
yes I know I'm a fool but that's just the way it is
alone I slip beneath the waves of the silent sea of whiskey
and it's such a cold and fucking lonely place to be
alone in my own shadow waiting to find a single day
My unfulfilled dreams haunt me incessantly
fighting back tears while smiling from ear to ear
tired of feeling suicidal when my aspirations of love are stifled
they say god created the heaven and the earth on the first day,
I’m sorry, but I don’t believe that, not ever, and definitely not today,
not really a place for me to keep in my mind,
I don’t have to worry about something that I may or may not find
I already live in a world that sounds a lot like hell
everyone says that if you try hard enough
you have a chance of making it
well these people are very lucky then
because for me I’m just a misfit
I dream of the nights when I don't need the whiskey
to dull the pain and the pills to make me sleep
I can't fight this loneliness much longer
I've met the devil and he's the shadow of my reflection
there is no hope no one left to pray to that would relate
to the ache that goes unpleased with no end in sight
or take away the pain that's unable to be washed away by tears