Cockatoo Quill

Drinkin' again
I’m not thinkin' ahead
I got that shrinking feeling
That only grows larger
Day by day
Lager by lager
And I’m still sitting here
Writing my will with a cockatoo quill
The one thing I own
One thing that’s not on loan
One thing I haven’t sold, yet
It’s so easy just to fuck it all
And go for the mersyndol
Or something stronger to get me back
On the wagon I just fell off of
Another swig
One last gulp
One more tablet to pop
Anything to get me to start
Working on what I’ve been putting off
And I’m still sitting here… i
I’m on a boat that doesn’t float
And I can’t swim
That’s the predicament that I’m currently wrestling with and I’m going to win
And I’m going to win
And I’m going to win
And I won’t be pinned