Hard A is a losing battle

I’m losing all my friends
They caught me drinking again
The say it leads to sin
That alcoholics never win

The bottles glued to my hands
No one can take it from me
It’s the only way I can escape reality

I don’t wanna break this habit
That’s embracing me
I want to stay a prisoner
With Jack as my cell mate

I’ve burned my final bridge
I’m in the deepest hole I can dig
The rope is at its end
And the bottle is now empty