To The Moon (Unfinished)

I think it's time to go back awol, these last few months have been no fun at all
All it took was one call, just can’t keep lying
I’ve been slowing dying, Solo dolo mode activated
Swear I’ve been trying, This is far too belated
The lonely loner is on the prowl, no I didn’t throw in the towel
Back to the Brown liquor, could care less if they frown or snicker
Should have switched back quicker, I just kept getting sicker
 
I never pick up the phone, sorry no one is home
All alone, that's when I’m in my zone
Never really fit in, not sure why
Ever since junior high, I’ve always been that guy
Going M.I.A. , someone please tell my mom that I’ll be okay
Yeah I’ll be fine, on a quest for my cloud nine
 
Lone wolf, always labeled a goof, wish I was bulletproof
Alone on the roof, me myself and a bottle of bullet, i’m living proof
Drinking bourbon and counting suburbans as they pass bye
Looking up at the sky, thinking maybe it’s time to say goodbye
 
I'm gonna take off soon, way past the stratosphere, gonna make friends with the man on the moon
Can finally see clear, I think I’ll leave tomorrow at noon
 
Blast off in my rocket ship, smoke a clip and become nothing more than a blip
I guess this is it, it’s time for me to abandon ship