Bloodstream

Half drunk, but half better than I was before
 All alone in the living room
 With empty bottles scattered all over the floor
 I can't sleep, I can't drift away to another dream
 One day I'll face the fact
 That I'll never be the man that you wanted of me
 
 Where did I go wrong, I swore I wouldn't end up all alone
 Another drink, another memory
 Another flashback of the man I used to be
 I'm scared to death
 Through this body I am coping with my loneliness (my loneliness)
 Even in my own bed
 I never felt so far from home
 Knowing there was something
 I'm at a loss for peace when I'm alone
 No comfort, but my body is still
 No shelter, no chance for me to feel
 Maybe soon I'll see what's left for me
 Empty bottles running through my bloodstream, will this ever change?
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 I try my best, to hold it in
 Will I ever, feel like myself again?