Darkest of corridors with never-ending blame
Endless opportunities to never choose a door
Illusions showing the way
Delusions pulling off the edge
Swimming in a half empty glass
Memories are fading, not even my own
Giving up hope is the simplest way to co-op
Dreams are buried six feet under
Looking through a blind man's eyes
Lost all senses to feel anything at all
Whiskey and cigarettes are best shared with myself
Painting a picture in my mind
Soaking myself in disasters to feel more numb
Alcoholic lullaby forcing me down
Can see the surface from underneath
Accepting failures, going deeper, now
Throwing the glass to pieces and shaking my head
Wish this never happened, wish I was dead
Draggin' myself daily like f*cking a rag
This life is nothing, nothing to be bragged
I'm looking through a blind man's eyes
Lost all senses to feel at all