THE DRUNKARD

Sip sip away drown in the alcohol  
Turn the frown into numbness to where you don’t care at all  
The mind is in a abyss a black hole  
As the saying goes 2 wolfs live inside us but the drunkard wins the brawl  
The weight on his shoulders is quite the haul  
 
back then he felt on top on a mountain he could sing
But his queen has found a new king
The whiskey makes him wish he could get an angel wing
Then the king questions what value does he bring
 
Drink and drink more it’s ruined relationships being an addict  
His future will be nothing that’s what they predict  
Loneliness emptiness in the mirror it’s a reflect  
This pain I want to evict