Bottles All Around ©

So many problems, so many things to say,
All I know is [bad word] anyway.
Dirty clothes, torn pants and frowzy head.
Oh, all I want is to be [bad word] the whole day, oh yeah…

Too [bad word] to think, too [bad word] to realize,
What’s going on around.
I forgot, yes or not,
The bottles all around!

But that night all your words were only scarps of worthless thoughts,
And that night all your dreams turned black and now it seems…

Ch.: I’m so lonely without you,
I just can’t believe it’s [bad word] (x2)

So many problems, so many things to say,
I tried to keep the night, but [bad word] the day
I cannot sleep, I feel like I’m insane
I know I’m getting down, I’m falling, it’s so hard to stay…

But that night all your words were only scarps of worthless thoughts,
And that night all your dreams turned black and now it seems…