Beer Bottle Cap Cuts
				The medicine more like a poisin Never healing, only destroying Ripping souls, tearing familes Forever controlling life Addictive and suggestive All happiness is lost with a single drop Concentration blurred, perception astray True life never again Beer bottle cap cuts Marking down my future Wounds over my soul Never heal and continue to grow I am my father's child A disease runs through his veins And also runs through mine No hope, no salvation Just the dark path of addiction Drunk, clumsy, lifeless There lays a man, a father An influential leader, a role model Sleeping on the cold floor Not knowing, not caring He goes about hs same ways A provider turned a child All within the mighty drops of pain Beer bottle cap cuts Marking down my future Wounds over my soul Never heal and continue to grow I am my father's child A disease runs through his veins And also runs through mine No hope, no salvation Just the dark path of addiction There is a child A child of her father Losing hope, giving in Becoming who she is supposed to be Throwing away the fake Changing into the now The child chooses the destructive path Leading to her untimely death Beer bottle cap cuts My future is no more My soul leaves this place The wounds devour my distant life I am my father's child A disease runs through his veins But mine are frozen cold No hope, no salvation Just death's dark path of despair