Bottom of the Bottle
Sitting alone in the confines of my home
Rain pelting the window like a metronome
Riots on the world stage
Filling everyone with internalized rage
Told me it was over
I drank myself into a mess
I lost my first real lover
Human? No, I felt like less
Restraining someone is no easy task
Especially when all she's done is ask and ask
For a little bit more booze in her flask
And some super glue for her cracked porcelain mask
I want to be able to help those that cannot help themselves
I was once in their shoes
I remember what it was like to be afraid
They shouldn't fear the ones that say they love them
Alas, though, my education needs an extension
Everything is closing in around me
My occupation is an excursion
There's a light somewhere in this tunnel that I can't see
I'm tired of hitting the gas full throttle
I only escape for a little bit one day a week
The future looks so bleak
Just another day at the bottom of the bottle











