Texty: Strung Out. Thru Your Fingers.

my happiness crawling in the bottom of this pool just another day throw your prayers away ????? your not alone thru your fingers your life just slips away i fight my personal war in the end there is no score my life just slipped away another ounce of heaven a waste box of twisted love trembling hands lift me to a world far above taking on a whole new shape my whole world drifts away now i feel the orders and i must obey ??? ??? drunken ass all day to a bar the more things change the more things stay the same this drug is just another game i play with my soul to lose all control and wait for death to take me away