Oh shit, its clogging brain buts its all that keeps me sane im swimming in my own sorrows i see solutions in an empty can why do we let it mask ourselves why do we let it become our voice i may be a hypocrite i am the hypocrite but the hypocrisy is our together we could all be so poductive we could all change our lives drowning is seas makes all the difference between happy and sad but as the same time its as temporary as the promise made realizing the weakness that dectates the outcomes on another wasted day slowly we crumble our bodies and minds decay i could say its just a beer bit more than a beer is a problem, a reality an epidemic and its not okay to lower ourselve to this level of deperation where all we can do is dream of that drink tonight but not the new dawn tommorrow