Well lemme, lemme tell you, a lunatic escaped from the asylum   I used to dig a hole for the body box, then I'd hide em'   In my backyard, another torture in the cellar   A dwella   A rather fucked up young fella   Got bats in my belfry   But nobody helps me   An eye on my enemy   'Cause everybody wants to kill me   I find myself in a bottle of liquor   But is it quicker   For me to stick her   Or maybe I should stick you!   What do I do?   My mind is gone with the wind   My mortal sin   Is hidden with a friendly grin   I don't know, what do ya think?   I can't see straight   Ad I've had too much to drink   Blink my eyes and try to find my soul   I'm on a roll   More like outta control   Where's my soul?   It must be on a higher plane   I'm insane   With all this butane   In my veins   Swing my head and search for a better half   Everything's funny so I guess I start to laugh   Substance abuse is takin' on a new blend   And I owe it all to my liquid friend   They callin' me a lowlife, drug addict, alcoholic son of a bitch   I'm breakin' my ass, I'm breakin' my ass, makin' them dollars, tryin' to get rich   I spend my loot on drug abuse and then enhance my state of mind   My soul is in the sky   I fly   My altitude is very high   I fall and crash in the graveyard with the dead   A pale moon hangs in the sky, blood red   Mislead by the demons that I see   I got this paranoid delusion that everybody wants to kill me   Flashbacks are in my mind, I walk along the wasteland   The tombstones, the wind blows, and something just touched my hand   I freeze up and can't even get a chance to blink   Where's my liquid friend, because I need another drink      You don't know how it feels to be me   Radio and TV   The strange things that I represent when you hear me   Can you see what I can see   The vision's gettin' blurry   Future's lookin' dim so I'm startin' to get worried   Makin' the burn brings for tales of the dead   Prince of pain that laughs   In the path   Of a terminal end   The shadows fallin' demons begin to hide   The dark dominion, the product of the flip side   My mind, it bleeds tales of alcoholic dreams   Light beams, drug abuse and crack feinds   Substance abuse has gained a new blend   And I owe it all to my liquid friend