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rolling in the hangover that I'm feeling
I'm sick of beeing sick cirrhosis in my liver
drier than a desert if only I didn't drink it
it was the 11th glass, the one that really killed me
maybe a little breakfast, or maybe another beer
if I throw up on purpose would I become bulimic
this nausea is getting stronger, I think I can't resist it
I have already finished the whole box of pain killers
I and say f*ck...
can somebody, please, kill myself?
and I say you..
you have no idea what's to feel this way
and you say yes,
perhaps I must in fact go back to sleep in bed
and I say no, no, no...
I will never ever drink again
sailing in the ocean, my bed turning in circles
the orange juice I'm drinking doesn't seem to heal a damn thing
decide to get some fresh air I'll walk around the corner
somebody gave me money 'cause they thought that I was homeless
this can't get any better my parents came to visit
my house looks like a hell hole, I fainted in the kitchen
my voice sounds like a monster, my pupils are constricted
my cat's dead on the carpet, 'guess I forgot to feed it, yeah...
I and say ***...
can somebody, please, kill myself?
and I say you..
you have no idea what's to feel this way
and you say yes,
perhaps I must in fact go back to sleep in bed
and I say no,
I will never ever drink again
but it's friday night
and my head seems fine
doesn't hurt so much
when I breath in air
I don't want to go out
it's just for my friends
I will just have one
I won't stay that late
and I say ***...
i woke up hungover again...