Without Context

IM PETRIFIED

THAT A DRINK

CAN MAKE YOU FORGET MY EXISTENCE

AND I THINK

THATS A SHITTY FUCKING EXCUSE

HOME

HAS NEVER

FELT SO FAR AWAY

THIS IS THE LAST I'LL SEE

CERTAIN FAMILIARITY

THESE ROADS

THAT LEAD

ME HOME

WILL SOON BE UNKNOWN

THESE ROADS

THAT LEAD

ME HOME

WILL SOON BE UNKNOWN

I'LL FORGET THAT SENSE EXISTS

I WONT REMEMBER THIS

YOU CAN CUT OFF THE HAND THAT FEEDS YOU

BUT IT WILL NOT GIVE YOU STRENGTH