The Bitter Cup

And I remember the breath of my father,
His kisses were bearded and damp
The remnants of the bottle, draggin' him down
To awaken disheveled in the tank
There's no sea deeper than the peace of the bottle,
And none speaks the truth like the drunk
Whiskey runs through me like a sorrowful river,
I'm down on my knees and I'm sunk
I remember my mother, hittin' the gin
She fell and we thought she was dead
Naked and doe-like, her skull-face was shattered
We ran to our room painted red
There's no sea deeper than the peace of the bottle,
And none speaks the truth like the drunk
Whiskey runs through me like a sorrowful river,
I'm down on my knees and I'm sunk
Hot for women, we curse and abuse 'em,
They say we ain't got no respect
Full of bravado, godless and fearful,
We pray no one will detect
There's no sea deeper than the peace of the bottle,
And none speaks the truth like the drunk
Whiskey runs through me like a sorrowful river,
I'm down on my knees and I'm sunk
There's no taste sweeter than the rush of hot vomit,
Sieved through decaying back teeth
I'd whisper, "I love you," and quit all this hatin'
But in truth, I ain't got the belief
There's no sea deeper than the peace of the bottle,
And none speaks the truth like the drunk
Whiskey runs through me like a sorrowful river,
I'm down on my knees and I'm sunk
Smashed and disheveled, of course they did wreck us,
Poisoned by our own bitter cup
Stumbling and hoping, inside I was lonely,
I'm sick and I'm down and I'm drunk
There's no sea deeper than the peace of the bottle,
And none speaks the truth like the drunk
Whiskey runs through me like a sorrowful river,
I'm down on my knees and I'm sunk