I listen too loud music, to drown out the sound,
The devil keeps shouting, my head starts to pound.
I wonder when good thoughts will start happening,
all these bad ones make me remember the kidnapping.
I\'ve been robbed of my social life, childhood as well.
My mother\'s an alchy am I living in hell?
Will she always love the taste more than me,
she been to self help groups can no one see?
That she\'s dying inside, and feeling crappy.
But she lies to you all too keep you happy.
She\'s tried suicide countless times.
Why does she let alcohol poison her mind.
She\'s not the only one living with the devil, but she\'s selfish
and careless on a whole new level.
Our world has been turned upside down,
please pick yourself up, don\'t choose to drown.