This acholic poison doesn't let go of me, my blood floods the oceans and no one has a hold of me, I cry for help but I never said it, i dealt with pain but never felt it, it came within my soul, that passion drove me to this endless bottom pit road, I feel useless the next morning, the bottle is hallow, my shadow walk away and fallows, I stay away and watch, my life is tied to a notch, and my tongue is irresitable to scotch, I'm on the wagon, off the wagon, can't make up my mind cause i'm on gagging with friends, banging with girlfriends, misunderstanding life cause I like the party trend, keeping it real, its deal or no deal, sexy girls and their sex appeals, gots unwinding with liqour and wine, I drink like theirs no tommorow, I borrow more lives then a coward, and now its time to rehabitate myself, ask god for forgiveness and help, before that crazy thought crosses my brian cells, and I have no choice but to tie this belt, on to my neck, back ended with some suicide threat, but gods love make me regret, and reminds me to keep my life in check.