Drunken Stupor

I never had to much money 
They say it's like Bee's to honey 
Broke is my joke 
No fat belly to poke
Even my day still seem sunny 

I may not have came from alot of cash 
But I have always partied with a bash
Waking up really hungover
Still going it's not over 
Running to the liquor store like flash 

The bottles bottom to the sky 
Now I speak my mind not shy
Stupid I slur 
Messing up with her 
Now she's​ running away as she cry

No care in the world my vision not clear 
Stumbling I can't find my way out of here 
Drunk confusion
Mindful delusion
Now stuck here alone missing​ you dear 

No time for you because you want soberness 
Weak minded me I got money for drunkenness 
I need a clue
My life is blue
Like a asshole I chose drunk loneliness