Spent some time at the bottom of a bottle
Drank to ease the pain I couldn't kill
I need lessons to help me learn to breath
Self-destructing one bottle at a time
They say everyone has his day to die
Picture perfect numb belligerence
I hear so much "You Need Help"
So much "You'll Be Fine"
How do you know?
Can you read minds?
Don't presume to question a pain you'll never know
Fools to tread where you do not know...
