Whiskey

Smell of instant coffee reminds me of the days when I had all the plans all the prospects all the ways of getting by before this useless ink was drowning my entire skin there was life behind my eyes see i'd have been a teacher changed peoples lifes including mine i could have moved out years ago and not be drowing in this wine forgetting how to swim with everyday i loose im still tredding this water ive been turning into booze Whisky on my toung and blood on my hands its only a matter of time before i see you fallinto another mans arms so why should i come home tonight? why should i come home tonight?