My Life's Pleasures

Shots.

I'm gonna drink it up, tonights my last night to exist.

Once I'm drunk I'm gonna slit my wrists.

Fight everyone and anything with my fists. 

Jack and Coke are my last requests. 

They'll be my aid to my final conquests. 

Shots, shots, and more shots, upon shots.

Chuggin' my Jack and Coke on the rocks. 

What time is it? I can't find the clocks. 

This alcohol is coursin' through my veins. 

Letting me let go of all these pains. 

Shots, shots, and more shots upon shots.

Everyone in this club is drinkin' it up.

I'm so drunk that I've got the hiccup. 

I don't think I can drive but I'll get in my truck. 

Drive myself home.

Get angry again because I'm alone. 

I throw my phone and scream this isn't home. 

Now I'm runnin' to the bathroom where my death is waiting.

Feeling no guilt, no remorse.

I slit my wrists with razor blades.

I'm bleeding like a wounded horse. 

I take a few more swigs of my alcohol at home. 

Wanting to go out numb.

I'm not dumb.

I know I'm in pain.

But my blood is already rain.