Jackly - Brain Drain

I feel no pain
The bottle is my ball and chain
Am I insane?
My breath smells like kerosene
Don't look at me
I'm a sight for sore eyes to see
I can't believe I'm a walking talking misery

Brain drain 190 grain
It's not the caine, not the mary jane
But the golden grain

Don't touch my bottle You might drop it, break it, then I die
If life's worth living, why do I always cry the blues?
Don't you pray for me
I don't need your fucking sympathy
Just a little drink, it means about the same to me...yea

Brain drain 190 grain
Am I insane? Will I ever change?
Brain drain 190 grain

It's not the caine, not the mary jane
But the golden grain