A drunk's desperate try
Inside me there is a surge
A longing to be intoxicated with something
To fill me up with new feelings, trying to drown my own
When they first take form, they won't shut up
Desperately I reach out for the nearest bottle
Forgetting the glass and instead pouring it directly inside
Finally feeling my heavy body becoming lighter
Almost feel alive, could nearly reach out and touch the sky
Then the dorwsiness comes, and I know...
They'll come back tomorrow.