empty bottle
drowning in a empty bottle
watching as the world goes by
leaving me at full throttle
straing at an empty bottle
trying to make sense of things
blinded by a drink or 2
thinking of past love ones
wanting to go back a few
to were this all began
holding on to this empty bottle
trying hard to understand
why i seem to let things pass me by
the things i wanted made me cry
wanted to let go of this empty bottle
but i couldnt let it go
like some forign memory
of some time long ago
i throw way the empty bottle
but in my mind it is still here
tuanting my dreams and fanticies
never truly letting me go
and now there is a second bottle
filling me with morbid feeling
felling mostly dead to the world
never truly feeling
im still holding on to that bottle
i dont think ill ever leyt go