Woke up this morning, don't remember much
Just blank memory, hope I didn't ***k up too much
My shirts ripped and my gl***es are bent
Started out with a fifty, now I only got 50 cents left

My mind's in a state of distress
Sometimes the bottle gets in the way of progress
Blind eye to the nights proceedings
Phone # written on my hand, someone I don't remember meeting

Pounding in my head, empty feeling
Take a hit from the spliff before I even start to dealing
But I'm still standing, after all 10 rounds
It was me or the bottle, someone had to get knocked out

I hung around until I got hungover
Then I crashed out in cultifornia
I'm slowing down so the bottle can catch up
I may be lazy but I know what’s up

It's just clothes and bottles on the floor
Keys hanging from the lock in the open front door
Day is dawning but the sun's too bright for me
Hazy memory of some ***k trying to fight me

Or was that me trying fight him?
It don't matter that ****'s last nights problem
Girlfriend still p***ed out on the bed
Stars in my eyes, pounding in my head, I hit the streets

Looking for salvation, instead I just get
An exchange of misinformation
Don't expect a thing to get handed to me
But sometimes you gotta shut your brain down to keep your sanity