#1
sitting here the days pass like hours
and you feel like there's not a hope in the world
now you've got nothing left
cuz u missed every shot you ever had
when it's worn thin
the lights all dim down
and the cold rolls in
there's no point in pretending its not
because you know how it ends

maybe i like this
cuz i never want this cloud to leave
maybe there's no point or the point is to think free

maybe i lost myself
and if i never knew it's not something I'd miss
so if this bottle doesnt bring me back
i guess i'll stay just like this
filled with abandon, apathy and my hand clinched in a fist