Mix another drink
Clear my mind – I need to think
Stop the shakes so I can hold this pen to ink
My paper legibly
Said I’d be
Sober last Tuesday

But I’m dying in this rotting capsule
Flat out consuming my ticket to this funeral
Where I’m the star
And your my RSVP
Don’t you hate me
Just because I failed to be

Cause cant you see
Illness starts and ends with me
And Reality?
Didn’t give two fucks for me
So I spit it out and made a shell to be

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