Drunk Driving

Just placed in shitfaced wasted
Barley walk a straight line
But I’ll try to make it
Drop my keys at the gates
Forgot about my parking space
Stumbling around looking for the place
Where I set my breaks
I found what I’m looking for
Your four door focus ford
Patting down my pockets
I forgot where your keys are stored
Keys hit the door
About six or seven times or more
I swore I shouldn’t drive
But the voice inside I just ignore
Struggle with the seatbelt
Beer breath is all I smell
A pale ale severely felt
I should consider seeking help
Dealt with the door bell
I drop my cell, the floor it fell
Knelt to pick it up
Hit my head upon the steering wheel
Turn the key 90 degrees
Pop in my favorite cd
Hit the back streets and creep
Avoid the police and BACs
Tanks on E, I gotta pee
I need to eat get on my feet
I duck into a bar that’s
Playing classic oldies

After drinking lots of shots
Of snaps and scotch
I smoke some pot
And hit the mini mart
For some pop and hot pockets
Simple logic never stop it
I’m gonna drink until I vomit
Ultrasonic gin and tonics
Blazin hydroponic chronic
Down the road with double vision
get home safe is now the mission
listen to the auditions
bumping cars like pole position
poppin scripts from pharmacitions
feeding pills to my addictions
my decision exhibition
driving under these conditions
swerving about three lanes wide
trouble keeping open eyes
driving to the music blind
keep repeatedly hit rewind
text and miss a red light
blow right past a stop sign
jump the median and feel the other sides
bumps of lines
blinded by the headlights
I grab the wheel and spin it right
Barley make it out in time
I can’t believe I’m still alive
All I hear is three words speak
Beginning with the letter G
Bounce around inside my head
A woman’s voice says to me

Goodbye, Good luck, and godspeed