Heavy Headed

I’ve built up a wall, now I can’t see around it
I’ve hurt the closest to me like it didn’t even matter at all
The highest highs never cover the lowest lows
You’ll never find comfort in things as empty as your soul
I’m drowning
There’s no doubt about it
No way around it
Sunset to sunrise, I’m hounded
Another walk back
From the bar with the stars
Saying tomorrow will be different
They always told me whiskey was the work of the devil
And I’ve seen it first hand
But why do I feel closer to god now when I’m sent?
Friend of the devil
But closer to god
When I’m heavy handed