The Drowning
Your nasty wretched fumes roll off your stained lips
You look like a fool with your stuttering and your trips
The empty bottles around you must be equal to your heart
Because I'll never find the end of them once you start
Your anger must embarress you as the spit flies from your mouth
But my fear must embarress me too as I hide deep on the ground
I only wish the man I knew would stop hiding in his alcohol
The man that's smart and gentle; who doesn't make me appall
But instead you create a monster, one who is relentless
One who is always sleeping; one who's always possessed
Please come back to me, I want the man I knew
I want my daddy; without his countless steaming brews
My daddy died a long time ago in a place that can't be found
I tried to bring him back to me. But he drowned