pulling out my flask
as you once again ask
why do you do this to yourself?
why do i do this to myself?
why are we doing this to ourselves?
you take it out of my grasp,
darn it! i gasp
taking it back
only for you to take it again
will you please stop?
stop taking away my flask,
the only thing that's
keeping me alive
i plead
and you say it's not worth it
but did i ever say it was?
life is too short for regrets,
but life is too long for my death
stop taking my flask!
it has all what i need inside
death
death
and death
you can't be like this
you say again
i think it's the fifth time
but who's counting?
you furrow your eyebrows,
don't give me that look, friend
and stop putting my drinking to an end
because,
my flask is my only hope
to stop all these memories
from flooding back
my flask,
all that's left in it
i need them
i can't have
the faces taunting me
the words leaving a bitter taste on my mouth
everything's heading south
again
again
again
now hear me, hear me
give me that flask
for that holds
my protection from reality
so you better
give me back that flask
