For my sake, I should stop.drop the glass & run.but it's already beginning.
head's spinning.rooms spinning.Sinning, while praying for a bail out.
Wishing you'd get the hell out.my head.While dreaming of you in my bed.
I said I was done, but as I take that 1st sip.I slip back into old habits.gotta have it.
Like an addict, the numbness is sensational.Euphorically speaking.seeking a way out.
About to run out.of liquor.HIT HER!
Tolerance level is at its peak.so to speak now would be deadly.
And then, the medley begins to play.as I sway.I'm drifting away.
everything goes gray.as I wait on the day.to come.I succumb to it.
And thus come the vomit.
I begin to throw up the bullshit.the foolery.the false hope.
It's time to cope with this hangover.it's all over.time to get sober.
--*moore_ambie