Drunk in the back when the panic
attacks I am borderline irate
blatantly clear when pressure
appears it's way too fucking late
is it merely a sign I've been wasting
my time and I'm way over the hill
or the only excuse I can seem to
produce for a promise unfulfilled

I lost it down the road, not
ungrateful, I hope

Desperate pessimist
never seized to exist
oh this whole drunken bliss
has somehow gone amiss

Yes I've been blessed with a temper
and questionable social skills
it's 30 or less then I'm off to my bed
with a few green sleeping pills
is it merely a sign I've been wasting
my time and I should call it a day
or the only excuse I can seem to
produce for the ones I do betray

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