Only time will tell how well life will go
This lonely hell smells too ripe to know...
if heaven is sending its light to glow..
& show a path past what my sight beholds
I see.. old habits not dieing fast
I see.. trash lying inside my grasp
The kind that you find in a bottle or flask
The kind that laughs last when you swallow first
The kind that will never surpass my hollow thirst
As i wallow in hurt.. but never throw up the truth
My cold youth over-flowed in cups of juice..
And like a judge..
I would choose to trust the proof.
Always nice..
Yep!!
Like a mic check...
I was one with a deuce.
Each day i'd stayed loose...
hunting for a grey bird..
chasing that goose
I've heard, if you snooze you lose..
and it must have occured..
cause when i think of the past..
a blur is whats produced.
Whats the use..
my view of the future is further confused.
I murdered abuse.. and killed it with spirits.
Devoured its soul whole with every appearence..
at the watering hole.. when i hold a cold beer its..
clearence to disappear with old fears and yes..
I accept my regrets.. its just..
that i forget to ever remember.
And the fact of it is no accident..
I get wrecked like a fender bender.
Another weekend.. when will this weakness end?
Another hangover.. when will the game be over?
Never.
See you all at the liquor store... HOLLA!!!!