bottle in front of me

juicing it up 'til i can't see what's in front of me

can you help me make it up the stairs

so i can hit the sack and maybe get some sleep

a bottle in front of me is like a frontal lobotomy

one more swig will alter my psychology

my mornings are pure misery

ice pack on my head

it's another bloody mary morning

and i'm feeling pretty sore

wish i was dead

a bottle in front of me is like a frontal lobotomy

one more swig will alter my psychology

drowning all my sorrows in my gin

i wish that i just knew where i had been last night

last call for alcohol

it's the ending of my night

bought me a case of tylenol just to make me feel all right

yeah

i said hey riki