Lost weekend
Time to turn on the lonesome blues
It’s a wasteland heard the news
Lost weekend
Solitude and despair are friends
Heartache and pain it never ends
Lost weekend
Hours consume me I can’t think
Days they fly by in a rapid blink
Monday to Friday the daily grind
I am permanently numb I truly find
Feelings I can’t even contemplate
Amnesia rules it’s a permanent state
Lost weekend
The lights are on nobody is home
Emptiness is a long road I roam
Lost weekend
Into oblivion I dive head first
Eat my heart out do your worst
Lost weekend
Take a break from your daily toil
Ease the pain of your inner turmoil
Alcohol and pills make you scream
Reminiscing about what might have been
Meditation gives a little light relief
From the never ending cycle of grief
Lost weekend
Marooned in no man’s land
Reaching out for a helping hand
Lost Weekend
it’s my deserved destination mate
My mind blown in a psychotic state
Lost weekend
Lost weekend
It is just like a prison cell
Alive and kicking a living hell
My eyes decieve you never could tell
Lost weekend
