i drink for effect   thats okay cos my life is wrecked   i drug everyday   to keep from screaming cos im slipping away   im freaking out because im under duress   i cant keep up with all the anger and stress   i feel like opening up one of my veins   if i cant keep from pouring me down the drain      i drink to extremes   thats okay cos its one of my dreams   i drug cos i dare   to close my eyes to this selfmade nightmare   it keeps on slipping down over my ears   i cant compete with all the pain and the tears   cant find a niche within my society   so i find rage my only true property      im losing my life   its no wonder im going under the knife   im feeling absurd   or something for lack of a better word   maybe ill end it all or maybe i wont   depends upon whether i stop or i dont   ive already done institutions and jail   and death awaits me at the end of this trail