About The Sleeping Pills and Whiskey Sours?

My brain was out to get me for a while until I discovered that god was aslot machine for the m-muggers and I realised that it was up to me where and how and who I was and the drink and the drugs and the other sh*t could all get along fine without me, thank you very much. Nice tight lines. Got that ammonia rich, sour ring of truth to them.