Sweet 'n Sour

Wake up from a day of unending night

Open my eyes, but nothing’s worth my sight

Open my mind and it pours out contrite

And oh, what I wouldn’t give for one more night

Escalate to being extra lazy

Sober up, only if you’re crazy

Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em; make it hazy

Question normality and see what they see

Half a bottle is just a taste

And we countdown ‘til we’re shitfaced

Revel in the useless and feel misplaced

To pour out your soul would just be a waste

We’ve lost a friend, but found a new one in a can

Sip on remorse and question the plan

Spin through the wind, like the blades of a fan

A night on the town is all we demand

Shame dissolves while pain disappears

Inhibitions run, as well as our fears

Waterfalls; watch them all; stow away the tears

Hey! They shout, and I realize, I’ve been sitting still for years

Get up from the ground to fall down this hole

Unending confusion makes me question my role

They want me to achieve them before I’ve even set goals

Down the hatch to sully even more of this soul

They ask for a lot, but don’t know how to give

We have so much fun, but still don’t know how to live

We clutter it up, and just don’t know how to sieve

Drink to forget the memories we can’t relive

You’re passed out on the floor and wishing she was there

She’s asking for more, but he just doesn’t care

You’ve been told they’re out there, but the question is: Where?

Miss; love; hate; ignore their piercing stare

I don’t care about your drama; you were asking for it

I don’t care about your bull, when I have to deal with my own shit

I don’t know if she’ll come back, but you’re growing decrepit

I don’t know if he’s safe and sober, so just deal with it

Escalate to being extra crazy

To quit indulging now would just be lazy

Smoke ‘em if you want ‘em; chain ‘em like daisies

I question what I’m doing but the answer comes faintly

Just put down the bottle, no one needs to die today

Just lay off the throttle and think about what you want to say

Slump down defeated, and get tanked on dismay

It may not have been before, but now it’s the only way

Your friend becomes my friend, I suppose

We polish them off until everything glows

Can’t tell if this is funny, and no one really knows

It wasn’t this way before, but I guess this is how it goes

Hey! They shout again, and I can once again feel my feet

I’ve got to play this off; I’ve got to be discreet

Smile and nod to every glazed over eye I meet

Hide away my hydrous friend, until I’m ready to repeat