Fletcher Oakes - Teenage Alcoholism

I still see you crying at storms
Hiding out under a bridge
Waiting for one of your friends to come pick you up
Then you'll get drunk, you'll get fucked up
And you'll call it fun but it isn't fun
And I don't know much but I know enough
To know cirrhosis is a shitty way to die

But you're sixteen and the world's too much
And you can't be asked to give a fuck
When all your friends leave you in the dust
And it makes you feel like shit
Now five years down the road
You're still sitting all alone
Playing stupid games, winning stupid prizes
Oh Darwin would be proud

That's something you've never known
When to stay and when to go
Pride it comes before the fall
But you know you've got it all
And Icarus nearly touched the sun
And he called it fun but it wasn't fun
And I don't know much but I know enough
To know you're drowning on your own

Now I just wanna tell you something
That is true my dear
You are the storm you fear
Yeah, you are the storm you fear, oh

Written by:
Fletcher Oakes

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