Sweat pours Over my forehead Laying in bed Thinking... (crouching over, leaning For that damn bottle) Drinking, breath heavy My sight is getting blurry Again.. (rumbling stomach) Shit, please, don't need To puke once again.. I wonder when this Lonely party began.. Between flashbacks Of the beach And all the memories Death left me I burp, the sour Air. Me and this bottle Are some pair.. Thinking I don't care Keep whining, Life isnt fair.. I know, I know Same ole cliche A drunkard, his memories Disgusting grunts Inbetween flips Of the middle finger The walls are My pals, sitting here Thinking, I could use Some pretty gals.. (Gulp, gulp, gulp..) Heads whirlin again.. When did my Lone soul Party Begin.. Forgot when... (slump)