Two Eyes Left

Woke up without my shoes today,
And something in my head turned a different way.
Something In my head
Says my telephone’s missing.
Only two eyes left,
And my memory’s drifting.
Like, goddamn!
Did you drink that much?
Or maybe something in the drink
went and popped the clutch.
So, now I’m wandering the streets,
Shoeless, lost as fuck.
Robbed roofie blind,
Guess that shit’s just my luck.

So these days,
I keep an eye on my pint glass.
Because any split second.
You could get slipped a blind pass,
Get tricked when the kind lasts,
In seconds your mind crashed,
And when you come to,
You’ll never know how the time passed.
But that’s life I guess.
I never tack on too much stress.
I’m always standing to the test,
And never getting too much rest.

So,
Here’s to another one,
Another day beneath a dying sun.
Another day we may decide to run.
But we wait instead for news to come.
As if the news could ever set us free,
And show us who we were meant to be.
Only music could be that remedy,
Some sort of sweet and heavenly.
Like that shit hit my veins,
And sent a shock right through my memories.

Never question what the cost is,
We wait for years and cut our losses.
While so hungrily we move our feet
Towards waters far too caustic.
So it’s day in, day out
In this cubicle cage.
That’s the way we do it in the drained out age.
No original game,
You just maintain the blame,
And drown your claim to a name
In booze and cocaine.

Well,
This morning I woke up in the freezer,
and I ain’t a believer.
Just a goddamn thankful breather.
Drinking 80 proof memory deleter,
Leaves your stomach on the floor
While you’re fetal by the heater.