I’m alone standing on the precipice,
I hear my phone ringing, ringing, reach out to me,
I don’t know, the wind blows cold and I can’t see,
The city sleeps,
I walk the streets unconsciously,
I should go home, but it doesn’t feel like home to me,
I check my phone, the clock tells me it’s half past 3,
Sunrise comes, it offers respite from eternity,
I check my phone, a sea of missed calls welcomes me,
Once again, I fucked up and I’m so sorry,
I was wasted.
I’m searching for answers but it’s dark in my mind,
I wish someone would tell me things will be alright,
But they won’t because I’m all on my own.
I’m searching for answers but all I feel is pain,
From the anguish I numb out with booze and cocaine,
Tell me why did I end up this way.