bound by the liquid, it's masking thoughts and ideas
my actions, this is not me
it's my sickness, my alter ego,
fueled by the fear of the truth,
pass down through generation after
i'll climb out this bottle to look at a bright sunny day
i'll climb out this bottle to look at your bright happy face
eyes clouded by friendship
you offer no answers when i bleed out questions,
but you can't change who does not want to change
i don't want to change
frighten by actions,
i run to hide from myself,
to numb my feelings,
but i can't hide forever,
as my liver dries up
the truth has found it's way to the surface in a friend's eye