State your name and your addiction
All of us are here to share
We all abide by some affliction
Yet no one really cares
One more sip and I'd be sober
Another hit and I'd feel fine
Yet I'm here and Christ compels me
Still the sickness eats my mind
Powerless and losing sight of any need to try
Emptiness empowers when the bottle's running dry
Go to sleep and try to dream worth a damn
How far have I made it just to stare into my empty hands?
Vague view of the world before me
I stood atop the only hill
To watch the dark wall approaching
Wondering who it would kill
Staring into never ending
As the wick will light the oil
One last breath of no more feeling
Darkness dripping from the foil
Emptiness distributes keeping function here today
Powerless consumed by empty dreams that couldn't stay
Waking up forgetting what happened before dawn
How far from feeling do I have to be to find calm?