I Replied to Tyler with Three Blue Cars - Hot Mulligan

I can’t remember me calling you sober

I wish that I would have asked you to come over

I must have blacked out again

That’s how it’s always been

Why can’t I see myself doing anything but struggling?

Yeah, I’m struggling

My breath smells like I’ve been getting high again

I wish you could have seen me not passed out on the carpet

While I was unconscious

Please order my coffin

I don’t think I’ll wake up

I don’t want to wake up

And see anything that looks better off than me

I’ll fill both my lungs with smoke just so I can not breathe

And I’ll take another pill

Yeah, I’ll swallow it down

Throw myself into the river

Watch me fucking drown

Why can’t I see myself doing anything but struggling?

Personality replaced with internal conflict

Asking, why can’t I see myself doing anything but struggling?

Yeah, I’m struggling

Yeah, I’m struggling, struggling

I can’t remember you calling me sober

I wish that you would have asked me to come over

You must have blacked out again

Thoughts of a sober friend