thought 24, drunk again... of course

drunk again i stumble with words, actions alikei wish, and i dream so much more then i have
i question my intuition and break the walls of wrong and right
i am not as i seem but more,
hold me where i am, i break where i stand

i take another swig.....
its in my blood, i welcome it these days
depression setsin i question why
justice is not swift i slimb in bed, god i wish
echoes welcome steangth i do not have anything

lie to me, tell me you love me
i know you dont mean a thing you say
i know you never really did
i was just a transition statement from what is to what will be\


go ahead, treat me like shit again, thats all i expect