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Drown my sorrows in some whiskey 

Back at it, I know you missed me 

Think I forgot about the syllables? 

I'm killing fools like they were history 

A memory 

Long forgotten 

An enemy 

Dead and rotten

Inanimate corpse 

Left at the bottom

With no remorse 

I know I got them

I steer the course

On a path towards the source

Of this pain 

In this lane

It forces me to retain 

This sorcery I contain in this brain

A one headed track towards Destruction and there is no turning back

I can't function without my fix

But I'm not talking about crack

Fuck your assumption and your tricks

I'm no magician

Know I see through you

Don't think I'm missing 

Exactly what you do

My life I'm pissing 

Down the drain 

You don't feel this rain

I just see grey and blue

It never glistens

My life is tinted 

With a darker hue 

I never listen

I'm a martyr too

That means I'm always struggling

With anxiety 

Do not lie to me

Struggling with sobriety 

That's just to name a few 

Society is to blame 

What am I to fucking do?

They say to take responsibility 

For your damn actions 

But all these lies are fucking killing me 

I have no passions 

I am numb to the damn fucking core

And to be honest,

 I have nothing to say anymore.