GODDAMN it I'm hurting

I don't know why I'm addicted to the pain, I have too many problems, so many bridges up in flames, headed to the bottom and the bottle is to blame,-at least that's what they telling me but I don't feel the same.

Everybody telling me how they feel and what they think, -' I don't give a shit, SHUT THE FUCK UP  LET ME DRINK!! I'm headed to the bottom of the bottle I'm full throttle off the edge walkin with a wobble cause I'm drunker then I said, it's hard for me to sleep,-- (whisper) FOR THE NIGHTMARES IN MY BED

I don't know why I'm addicted to the struggle, every time I try somethings always there to pop my bubble, surrounded by my demons in the center of a huddle every day goes by as I'm drowning in a puddle, misery loves company, clinging like a cuddle, emotions feel like bowling balls getting hard to juggle goin through the motions as I'm toasting to my troubles no one has a notion as to why I'm shootin doubles 

I don't think about today until tomorrow,- i can't seem to get away from the sorrow, every time I open up I get another scar tho, every time I sober up I'm crushed by the cargo.  everything I've done -verse everything you've said, the thing that hurts the most is being the one mislead, if you ever think of me, and I don't think you do, but if it was to happen just know it wasn't you, I've got so many issues, I was born to lose I don't even miss you while I'm drowning in the booze 

I tried to fuckin prey, but it don't fuckin work, I cannot be saved while this evil in me lurks 
I'm stealing fuckin prayers,--prolly why they ain't working, It's hard to keep mind off the hurtin, drinking straight bourbon, I've become a different person I'm hidin my emotions behind the blinds, and  the curtains, keepin all my demons in line is a burden, I tell myself I'm fine but no longer is it working, I'm having a hard time that's for motha fuckin certain 

GODDAMN IT IM HURTIN!!

I don't know why I'm addicted to the pain, I have too many problems, so many bridges up in flames, headed to the bottom and the bottle is to blame,-at least that's what they telling me but I don't feel the same.

I don't think about today until tomorrow,- i can't seem to get away from the sorrow, every time I open up I get another scar tho, every time I sober up I'm crushed by the cargo.  everything I've done -verse everything you've said, the thing that hurts the most is being the one mislead, if you ever think of me, and I don't think you do, but if it was to happen just know it wasn't you, I've got so many issues, I was born to lose I don't even miss you while I'm drowning in the booze

Dark, rock, alternative rock, nu metal, hardcore