The reapers potion

The reaper is close you can hear the creak of the ghost screeching through both of its hosts 

Whats eating me the most is i haven't achieved shit the addict in me's made the passionate me sick,

for a shit sleeping pattern i happen to dream big

i just wonder if friends listen cause theres so many snakes theres hundreds of them hissing,

i give hundred percent with under 1 percent given. 

The funds that i've spent drinking are bleeding me quite dry, and this life i am leadings preceding to fly by. 

its like times speeding it flees in the night sky

And One day i wont have any emotions no tears left to cry 

The estimate raises doom is impending i'm due for an ending so i don't care whom i'm offending, 

either heaven is moving closer or the moon is descending my mood isn't mending depending on this booze i'm befriending