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drunk

i'm drunk tonight

another day of indiscretions

hidden agendas and be completely self absorbed

changing persons, becoming the man my father was

the one i wouldn't be

the one i couldn't be

i'm torn up,myself derooted me

blowing breath machines

checking intoxication

broken bottles and broken throttle

brakes a foreign word

can't stop unless i'm dead

or forgotten

i sound like dad

the one guy who

who's heart was iron clad

couldn't show love to anyone

always mad

i'm belligerent

words are flowing

need to stop speaking

i'm mad at a world

thats passed me bye

one shot

and i'm back

leanig over the pot

throwing up what made me forget

my past, and time on the clock

i'm wasted, lifes wasted

my only comfort now

is the cold water

in the toliet i tasted

its horrible

terribly sad

but i'm already contemplatin

my next drowning

how i'm going to abuse my liver next



my mind and heart prepare for a collaboration

as i drink my self under the table

my hand will do the commentary

all the way to my tomb stone

at the cementry

there it will read

"loneliness, anger, and drinking

killed this man for thinking

that alchol was the answer

to all his problems, and could

keep him from sinking

deeper and deeper into pain"

this myth will be the end on my memories

or atleast thats what i'm hoping

whats a better obsession, tell me please

my addictions a contradiction

its my passion and my phobia

its my revolution and my loyaites

my mind is gong to break

i'm drowning in this lake

of sadness

i;m shutting down...

passing...

passing out

lights fading

gone

shutting

d

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w

n

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