A bottle of beer
To help me extinguish this fear
This inexplicable doubt I feel for myself
Excuses that cut a little too short of value
To a cause long lost
A constant reminder of how terrible a liar I really am
I seem to run out of words whenever I need ‘em the most
Rooting again to my previous mishaps I could never forgive myself for happening
Crimes I’ve been paying for with constant mental slaps and the proverbial dagger to the heart
It has been awhile since my last
But I feel it coming around the corner
Making its turn
Now aiming its arrow straight to my temples
There is no place to escape
My head’s a little too crowded and narrowed by these ideas that have long lost its luster
And these impending fascinations of what could be a new obsession has cluttered up the gutters as well
Even death would turn its back on this now
Still I breathe
There’s really nothing else more to do now but wait
‘Till it all dies down and sink to the bottom of my soul
I’m scared nonetheless
But it’s not like it hasn’t happened a thousand times or more
Already I’m ready to meet the next storm
But no preparations could ever be made for battles of your own making
When fighting with the demons in your head, the only truth you know is to win
‘Cause quitting is never an option
Neither is backing down or surrender
And loosing, well it's death.
