Retep - Hennessy lyrics

He remembers coming home after a long day So tired light change almost went the wrong way Finnally got home laid down on the couch Maria arguing he almost pa**ed out He dont know where he stands with her Heart damager pan the cameras Asking friends questions just to answer her His buddies got money invite him over They said come alone with a box of corona Without it you deemed a poser They throwing house parties He gotta get his mind off the problems So he gonna hit the bottom of bottles Minds not to follow heart beating sorrows Soul feeling hollow his liver turning into potholes He walks through there door and the edm is popping Bodies hopping feeling awesome everyone is drinking Dont worry about the content In the kitchen they walk him The trap he fall in now he taking shots no pausing Downed them without a caution He forgot how he talking he sounded like boston Vision blurry borderline conscious His eyes looking like a boxers Ears ring like a concert He can't hear enough to relish it The silver lining is hes out of his element Feeling out of body sipping from a holy grail Hes hammered so hes fighting tooth and nail He stops dancing but his legs won't let him bail He goes into the bathroom just trying to prevail Hook I haven't been myself I thought these drinks would help This isnt my finality I thought these drinks would rally me I haven't been myself I thought these drinks would help My inner me was my enemy So I picked up a bottle of Hennessy All over the floor is projectile vomit Redefining what a carpet bomb is Starting to come to his senses alcohol exiting He can't exit till these problems exit him He walks out and the whole place is empty He sees his phone and a letter attached to his car keys In his pocket goes the damn paper Hes to focused on the scene To read it now he'd need a translator He tries to use the phone but the battery died Hes out of his mind because hes to drunk to drive No food for thought he lost his appetite Outside its black as night looking back its asinine At the last time he grabbed the flask was right He starts to walk down the side walk His lifes lost he needs a seeing eye dog Street lights blind him with every car that go by him They flying and make him feel resorted on islands contorted with violence His minds fighting these pilots reminding the tyrants That he feels so alone so his thumb goes over the road He holds it there until his arm is feeling numb Knees buckle and he feels like throwing up He hit the floor again he thought he was done for Till he heard marias voice and her honking the horn He got in and said thank you for all your help She said dont relax you need to explain yourself