Drinking and smoking are my twin flames

From the moment of drinking to the moment of inhaling

I can not separate the two

For they act as the same a distraction from life

As I roast away another casualty of feeling to much in this world

Taking a shot is a lot easier when you are used to pain

The burn of the liquor slowly erases my own embers

As I let the fire take its course down my throat

My tongue is slowly withering away with only the taste of ash to keep me sane

I think this is good it means the liquor is burning me

For once I am not the cause of the pain in my stomach

Lighting a cigarette is fun when you no longer fear the flames

No it only took years of endless burning

The pain of the flames is nothing compared to the coals in my heart

For they have been scorching my lungs for far too long for me to hesitate before I inhale

So I inhale and the flames flicker as the nicotine hits the back of my throat

Burning me and turning my throat into nothing but blisters

It is easier to inhale then it is to remember the pain

So I smoke to drink and I drink to smoke

Letting myself go as I feel the embers of who I am rot away

Over taken by the fire in the liquor and the smoke in the cigarette

So take me to the river and watch the water boil over

I am nothing but a vessel for pain