Sobriety

I might get more drunk this morning
According to my habit
Although
I'd like to take a stab
At sober
Until it's all over
Self control
Pour me another
Add some ice
Put a worm in it
To wriggle down my throat
In a half hearted fashion
On its way
To a last bastion
Of self defense
Diabetes drums
Mind numbs
Thoughts cleanse
Pour me another
Motherfucker
As loud as it gets
I can't hear a word
You're saying
In the blame game
You point your finger at me
With ridicule and anger
But I could care less
Or more for that matter
Pour me another
I'll show you what counts
By mounting your head on my wall
Of beasts and conquests
My best guess
Is you were right after all
Pour me another
Motherfucker
Then let me out
From here