Poor Jeremy - Bottom of the Bottle lyrics

I got no money for beer but I drink every night Ain’t got no money for weed but I still get high I think the ten-year-old me would be so surprised About the way that he now chooses to live his life And still I feel like it’s all the same Cause I feel this way every single day And I’m wondering if all of this is worth it What’s the cost for feeling like a piece of sh** I feel all this taking my innocence Taking my innocence I can’t change the way that I live So we stop and hit the packie, roll some wacky-tobaccy I’m dulling my senses till I can’t feel anything And nothing is right, everything is wrong And I just wish that I could move on Nothing is real, it don’t make no sense And I don’t think that I could be feeling less I find myself on your kitchen floor And my life’s becoming such a bore I feel all of this taking my innocence Taking my innocence I can’t change the way that I live The bottom of the bottle is the end of me Just move on and believe you’re free I just want to make some sense Because right now I could just care less The bottom of the bottle is the end of me Just move on and believe you’re free I just want to make some sense Because right now I could just care less