In alcoholica

Another paving stone lays beneath my feet
My home still rests miles from here
And with each passing breath I swig away my past
Those promises are now so thin
Your promises are so thin

The frailest lady bathes among my tears
Will her father grant forgiveness?
She's sick of the priest laying across her back
What the wise man said was true
Yeah! I'm like the others
Searching for something more than misery
These lungs they... They hope for better
But the wish for death lays on my lips

Through countless days and precious nights
The beast lay ravenous and out of sight
It's funny how you wear your scars.
With toad like interest, you've made your mark
You sold your fucking soul to bait the younger
Do you smell better now the smoke has settled?
You're like a vomit bag floating in heaven
Now the wind has changed
Does your wine taste better?
Will the serpent sing?
Whores dance circles with teachers
After countless hours all the songs mean nothing
Middle fingers raised at the egos
Pencils cracked from the force of my fingers
Let the jaded preach
Let the perfect step up and speak
Broken creature you are
Broken creature

Broken creature! Broken creature you are! Broken creature!
If we cannot live for tomorrow
Are we living out each day?
When the drinks are gone, there is nothing left to live for [x2]
Nothing left! Nothing left to live for! [x4]