A thirst for company, one shot to fill the void I'm a walking tragedy relishing on the bliss of all I've destroyed I praise your sobriety but drink to my demise Raise a glass and toast the fact that there's no compromise Too many failed excuses Enough is enough Sitting on your pedestal, staring me down I'm the one who feels a fool whilst you're acting the clown Too many failed excuses Enough is enough Clinging to the rocks for my survival in my usual way But you declare me dead upon arrival and you have the last say Too many failed excuses Too many failed excuses Enough is enough Still clinging to the rocks for my survival in my usual way But trying to break this ever-revolving cycle day after day