Shot
One more shot
should do the trick.
It's just one of those nights
I drown myself in alcohol again.
I lose my speech.
My tounge goes numb.
My eyes cross
until I see no more.
My body seems to float
a foot above the ground.
My problems have left.
I think of them not.
My love is gone.
I'm chained at home.
What reason to stay sober?
What reason to live?
Drown the time away
until I'm free.