I'm the booze in the bottle
at the alcoholics side
The blow in the nose
of the base head wide eyed
I'm the bruises on the battered
that makeup cant hide
The hopes of a child
who's father has lied
I'm your wasted life
because you haven't tried
So pick yourself up
and fight me to the death
The bells about to ring
and your on your last breath
Your loosing sight
Its fight or flight
So pick yourself up
Because this ends
Tonight
©janedoejoe
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