Hollow
Your skin is sallow
Your screeds don't make sense
This is a nonsense
Archaic smiles
once painted on your face
now smudged
with a frown to replace
Keep going ; find your own way
Even if you crawl
You'll have your happy ending someday
But not in this relapse you've caused for yourself
Here come the toxins again
Sparkling red through your veins
Face the harsh truth that we call reality
Whiskey princess ,
Your heart's gotten cold
from all the love you've unconsciously sold
And now you're waiting for your next chance
to get high again
