Here I sit no caution in the wind, hard to stay focused, my mental status always in a different version, I always stay calm no time for another diversion, I feel so empty another drug spree bought happen , the bottle feels like its gonna fills me, taken too many drugs now mind just hates me, sitting here drinking this hennessy, now the bottle is empty, don't have any friends I'll always be a loner til the very end, I think it's time again for someone to just use me, now I sit all sorrow just fills me, it always ends the same so why do either bother, pour another 5th Hennessy my mind is empty, always thinking too much my mind just hates me,