Life at Rock Bottom

It feels so good

to feel so bad.

Even when shady friends left,

sorrow never went.

Rock bottom has its attractions,

agony has its temptations

and pain...

Oh, pain is amazing.

The crying kisses my frustrations

and I almost find comfort

when I look in the mirror

and see several faces.

Yea, I know there ain't nobody

else in here, but neither is my fear.

What do you want from me?

I've lost it all, my mind included,

And me and depression are dating

ha, it's exclusive.

I've found good company

at home with misery.

And when I mix the vodka with cranberry,

I feel necessary. Please don't heal me,

it could kill me and I can't die yet.

My life is overly exciting.

I can hardly catch my breath,

but I'm not done playing.

Baby, life is too sweet down here at rock bottom.