Oh, how I crave instruction
Tell me what to do so that if I do it wrong the blames on you
Blood on your hands, while mine stay shines
Only in drunken desires do I fall
Such a shame I find alcohol to be my saviour
I'm no alcoholic to be burdened with failure
But when you all tell me what to do
Somehow it feels easier to breathe
I don't know why my brain fogs like the land off the water
But it's so joyous to listen to everything said
Tell me how to act and think
It's so rewarding to make everyone proud
No matter the day or how much inebriation
Tell me what to do with my mind
I'll do it in a second so matter what you ask
I live only to serve the souls who need fire
My mind is anyone but mine
The man screams to not listen
But the alcohol makes it so easy to do as I'm told
This is why I never tend to drink
Anything for approval
I hate to disappoint
There's nothing more satisfying
Then hearing the coo's of the people who tell me what to do
