Do I stay in this dream?
They never hear my shouts or my screams
So is this what we get?
Just a few days left?
Before we loose our minds
Well I keep looking for the happy thing everyone finds

It's never enough
The booze, the pills, the way the keep you under drugs
If I run will I find
The small piece of mind

It's never enough
That's the way it is so tough
If I die now will it make a difference?
To the world empty like the bottle in my right hand