A#2

I feel myself fly up - all back from the abyss Another empty cup - I feel my own sweet kiss I fly above my head - I see myself so calm Peaceful like a body, dead - I know I won't see dawn I know what's coming now - I feel it in my heart But no more I can grow - a pin prick like a dart A bottle rests beside me - standing stretched and tall I know that I won't be free - no matter how far I crawl Someone dies every second I guess I will be beckoned I don't know the words to my sad song Even though I know it won't be long I fall back to myself - I fall for miles I awake with a jolt - surrounded by my lies Though I think my mind's a fiend - grab the bottle next to me Swallow all seventeen - you will sleep like a baby Someone dies every second I guess I will be beckoned I don't know the words to my sad song Even though I know it won't be long