Speakeasy

I've got a lot of pain
I've got some problems to sort
Some are in my body
Most are in my head and my thoughts
I see a sad world struggling
Everyday to be sane
Wanting to be part of something good
But where to begin
A little taste of something bitter
Sure to kill off the pain
We find remedy to separate
Our heart from our brain
Can we change our ways?
As we waste the days
This is better than you care to admit
In the haze we live
We all start to believe sometimes
Its better when there is nothing to feel
This us all trying not to be sober
Until we find ourselves a better way to live
This us all trying not to be sober
An remain indifferent
Some are searching for the answers
In a bottle of pills, under religion
Under bodies, or a pile of bills
All affected way to easy
By the love and the hate
Pick your poison, it the only way
We can pretend that we all have nothing to fear
Because we all have someone to fear
And on day you will see that your enemy
Is staring at you in the mirror
Can we Change our ways?
As we waste the days
This is better than you want to admit
In this shame we live
We all start to believe sometimes
It's better when there is nothing to feel
This us all trying not to be sober
Until we find ourselves a better way to live
This us all trying not to be sober
An remain indifferent