Hey Bartender


Hey bartender, I need a refill, this bottle went by too fast
I'm not even sure what I'm drinking anymore
But I'll take anything to wash away these sorrows
A shot to take the pain away
Maybe vodka or tequila, maybe a bullet
Substance has become my cloud 9 where all my troubles disappear to, the ether
But it seems like my guardian angels can't deal either
Maybe I need an intervention with the divine
The holy trinity, vodka gin and wine
Or methylated spirits to clean my tainted soul and release it to where spirits are made whole
I'm not sure but I know something is bound to fill me up
John 8:11, I'm the uncondenmed whore
My demons are so old, they've been raising the bar
Serving up dark drinks like wisdom
Denying my soul it's freedom
Flaming Lamborghini of pain and lies
Burning out the last of my happiness like a wildfire
Or maybe I've just gone haywire
I'm pretty sure I'm crazy
But with all the liquor in my system everything is looking kinda hazy
And maybe this is just me being paranoid
And maybe tomorrow when I wake up tomorrow life won't feel this shadey
And maybe my soul will be wrapped in gold
And maybe this world won't feel so cold
And maybe this is all just a trippy dream
And maybe tomorrow I'll be free

Ha! Who am I kidding, this shot you've given me must've been some really good shit
Has me imagining being happy and peaceful and shit
As drunk as I am, that's a definite hit and miss
But anyway Bartender, thanks for listening.

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