Savior In A Can/by:Haunted Lunacy

Alcohol to cleanse my sin,my soul needs a savior,

but the bottle is my friend

It washes down all the pain,that I can’t swallow when

 I’m sober ,It heals my heart , 

because I’m insane.

The devil lives at the bottom of a bottle ,

Tells me all the lies and all the dreams that

 I don’t follow. Whispers words that tell me 

  I’ve gone mad,

He says I’ve trampled on every love that I’ve had.

I need a savior, but not in a can,

I don’t need a idol of glass to tell me who I am