My heart ticks like a time bomb,
Beauty is set ablaze like a wildfire
There's no place for the word qualm,
I am the king of my own empire.
In times of unbearable stupor,
I rejoice in the whiskey of glamor
Agonizing memories turn bleaker,
As I gulp down the scorching liquor.
Beautiful is just being beautiful here,
But intoxication itself is getting intoxicated here...
I weigh wisdom in one hand,
And collapse under the burden of addiction in the other.
My heart ticks like a time bomb,
Beauty is set ablaze like a wildfire
There's no place for the word qualm,
I am the king of my own empire.
Caged in a worthless obsession,
The bottle begs me near
I'm seduced in a craving inclusion
What should I do my dear.
Clumsy is just being clumsy here,
But rage itself is heaved in tantrum here.
I weigh hope in one hand,
And stumble under the density of woe in another.
My heart ticks like a time bomb,
Beauty is set ablaze like a wildfire
There's no place for the word qualm,
I am the king of my own empire.
Ignoring the bruises I am giving my body within,
I swig down the bitter peg
Alcohol is my one and only kin,
No other alternate should I beg.
My heart ticks like a time bomb,
Beauty is set ablaze like a wildfire
There's no place for the word qualm,
I am the king of my own empire.
Life itself is an intoxication,
What else can I say behind this confession.
