. I'm stuck in a rutt and looking for answers in bottles, but by the time I get the bottom there's no answers still bottled, another sip and crack another bottle, visions blurred I'm starting to wobble, my lifes a blunder it's upside down my heads boggeld, lost cause waste of space sick of the pains and heart ache, the weight on my shoulders as I had to carry a brother to his grave, the weight on my shoulders coz the cold feeling of his face won't go away.