Alcopawlics Awdnonymous

from 30 AWD YEARS by Awdbawl

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I began to wake, I think I drank
Thats when the blank emerged
Stomach taste was purged
What a waste of liquid basted courage
I Stand up straight and check for places hurting
Just the basic service but I couldn’t say for certain 
Beyond the standard aches and nerves those pains I ain’t concerned with
And so I plant my legs and turned my vertebrae then heard click
Reversed it
And searched my dirty cave my blurry gaze was worthless
So I pulled the curtain shades to let the early rays converge in
That’s when the thirst occurred
But first my swollen bladder couldn’t hold another drop
It was only bulging fatter
Lift the seat and piss until it drips complete then drain it
And with slippered feet I drifted toward the kitchen’s entertainment
I saw abundant empty Monkish cans
Filled with guts from blunts and chunks of phlegm
But nothing I could trust and then I spied it
Hiding was a bottle of some bottom shelf
It’s 9 AM I’m not myself
I’m dying man this ought a help
I tipped it up and sipped on what I hoped would quell this trouble
And it’s then I noticed swelling on my knuckles
Fuck bro!
Every goddamn time

Hey yo I’m over this
There’s only so much shit a soul can soak in
For you’re floating in a mix of mostly piss and open ocean
I’m supposed to swig to cope with all the social ticks I’m choked with
Or when smoking don’t convince me all my broken bits are roped in
But soberness is sold by holy cults that run revivals
Indulging in a dose of thumping bibles
It’s something of a side show
But I know that the bluff seems unreliable
When I’d rather just get buzzed once in a while
Denial
Cause I fully invite this shit
I fight bullies with wild threats
Then fly into a violent fit
Yes I admit that I’m a dick
Though I’m a decent striker on the nights I sip I’m lightning quick
I’ll strike a left and right you in a micro sec
But I ain’t shit
Cause I believe I’ve died a bit
It’s my diseases side effect
Now I’m in need of vitamins
Cause I’ve depleted my defense
In light of recent night events
I might just leave this life and live
A quiet peaceful nice existence
Minus drinks that I ingest


I’m sick of sweating through my sheets and sleeping soggy
Of getting headaches in the heat and feeling foggy
I think my memory’s incomplete
Cause there’s so many missing links
I ain’t had anything to drink this week well hardly


I’m sick of sipping sodas getting sober on the sofa shook
I limp to the latrine these symptoms seem to have been overlooked
While laying here let’s say I dare pour some A.M. canine hair
I’m way aware the day is here I need to get it going
The morning lingers and I’m dazed this isn’t ok
Thats when I poured a finger and then chased with some o.j.
I feel the clarity return me to my old self
This alcoholic therapy will bury me but oh well
I’m sorta stuck between I have to and it’s up to me
Yet I ignore the bluff and try to cap it at a couple drinks
But sure enough whenever drinking with restrictions
I always turn up drunk and tend to think it’s a decision
It’s no disease it’s just a habit that I oughta lose
I’m so relieved when I’m just happy with a Waterloo
But if you wanted to then who am I stop ya
My suicides with cubes of ice and vodka
I got ya


I’m sick of sweating through my sheets and sleeping soggy
Of getting headaches in the heat and feeling foggy
I think my memory’s incomplete
Cause there’s so many missing links
I ain’t had anything to drink this week well hardly

I’m sick of sweating through my sheets and sleeping soggy
Of getting headaches in the heat and feeling foggy
I think my memory’s incomplete
Cause there’s so many missing links
I ain’t had anything to drink this week well hardly

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from 30 AWD YEARS, released April 4, 2022
Written by Awdbawl
Produced by Vallo
Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by Vallo at South Bay Sounds

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