I'm at the bottom of the bottle, feeling lost in the haze Trying to escape my problems, but they follow like a maze I drown my sorrows in liquor, hoping for a better tomorrow But all I find is emptiness, drowning in my own sorrow I pour another shot, try to numb the pain But it's always there, driving me insane I'm stuck in this cycle, can't break free The bottom of the bottle is where I'll always be I see my reflection in the glass, a broken man I used to have dreams, but now I don't have a plan I'm just a shell of who I used to be Trapped in this cycle of self-pity I know I need to change, but it's easier said than done I'm addicted to the numbness, to the feeling of being spun But I know deep down, I can't keep living this way I need to find the strength to break free, to see a brighter day.