Tonight I'm living on a diet
Of pain and nails and pins,
Drinking down break fluid
To slow the mess I'm in.
A hangover for company,
Regret and loss as friends,
Self-pity in my right hand,
I'll burn myself down
At both ends.
Tonight I'm hardly working,
Instead of working hard,
On catching myself falling,
I'm letting down my guard.
You talk like nothing happened,
Like we're not waist deep in it,
Treading water just to keep both
Of our heads above this shit.
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