It starts again
My thoughts are running wild
And I'm hitting the bottle twice as hard as I ever do
I'm guilty and upset and enabling
The vice in my family disease
Deep inside my bloodstream
The demons will drown eventually
Cause I'm back and forth from you to the chemicals
That want me dead, inside my head
And at the bottom of this bottle I find comfort in
It starts again
Is it just me?
Am I broken? Is this temporary?
Pills to wake you up and put you back to sleep
A box of wine for pain relief
And I can't see now
