The Menace To Soberiety

Ah, the Demon Booze,
Back again I see.
Why of course I'll spend this night with you,
What else better do I have to do?
I've got nothing to do but hang around
And get screwed up on you.
Some nights I'll drink myself sober
Others into a raging daze,
My parents spy the littered bottles
And call it a teenage phase.
Ah, the Demon Booze,
Back again I see.
Will you share this night with me?
I find comfort at your bottom,
So many empty nights I wish to pass,
The world looks so much clearer through your tainted glass.
Ah, the Demon Booze,
I stare at you from across the room.
Barely 9am and I find I need you.
My wasted frame hangs half out of bed
Vomit stained hands clutch a spinning head
As I whisper my empty promise of
"Never Again."