The morning comes, it blinds my eyes As I struggle to find the time to care The smell of vomit in my hair Cleanse my body Today just seems so out of reach Red wine lips and another empty bottle Woke up somewhere between the gutter And the edge of hell A beating drum echoes through my mind I’ve seen better days And you can, Consume me As I consume you You’ll find me broken on the stairs As I consume myself As I consume myself