• i feel apart of my soul just wash away with each drink i take from the bottle,wondering when i'll learn to feel agian or even if i can,

    every joy i knew was washed away when i started to drink from the bottle you gave to me. the only thing i have left my memories and the broken bottles that serves as a reminder in the empty sink,

    so many days now i've been here all alone, watching the shadows dancing on my wall... i wish there was some left to save me from this dark and empty hole in the wall i call home...

    to take away the bottle... and to take it all away, and leave to old peices of me behind. so i can put it all back together... even though it wouldn't fit or let alone be the same...

    so can you save me and stay to help me when i fall... or am i just a loner that lives in this dank and creeky hall... i always though i loved you but the poison took that all away...

    will you stay and help me... or am i doomed to fall

    so far that i could never be found inside the bottle... that has served a my little hope and faith, a little piece of heaven... do you know my poison... my poison is you