Regression

i'm stumbling through

these dark city streets



it's 3am

and i've got nowhere to be



i wonder where you are

and how you have been



i'm not doing so hot

but i can pretend



and i'm getting tired

of destroying myself



but it's hard to change

when you've got nothing else



i'm waking up in a

strange new public place



tell me that i have a problem

and i'll laugh in your face



there's static shifting

on my tv screen



i wish i could sleep

but i'm haunted by re-occurring dreams



and there's no telling

of when it'll go away



i want it all back

to normal some day



and i'm buying drinks

for girls i don't even like



i just need someone to be here

by my side



i've decided to go back to my

original plan



i'm going to drink

until i can't stand