Reaching My Limit

Dealing with some rough times. "point three-o" refers to a .30 Blood Alcohol Level

I'm just so tired of being alone with my thoughts
Because my twisted mind just wants to be switched off
I can't help but wonder how it will feel
When the rum makes my memories disappear
Once and for all...

So tonight I'm gonna reach my goal
'Cause that "point three-o" ought to free my soul
You've taken my reason to be afraid
Of what awaits me beyond the grave

And I'm sure as hell not staying here
To listen to you scream in my ear
Tonight I'm gonna reach my limit
Drink a whole bottle with coke mixed in it

And when my final breath has come and gone
Maybe you'll realize it's you in the wrong
'Cause I'm done with the fights, done with pain
Just so sick of hearing you call me names

Yeah, tonight's the night I'll reach my limit
I won't feel my liver die within
I'm gonna forget your face and my pain
Forget it all, and drink away your name