Spiteful Spirit

Hand me a glass of the spiteful spirit
That takes away my soul from you,
Let me drown my self into it
While I watch you turn blue

That spirit in me is washed away
With every sip I take I pray
Haven't you seen me around lately
I've been pushing you away

If you look a little closer you will  find me in a daze
A daze that's numbed my feeling, so lifeless I lay

Hand me a glass of the spiteful spirit
It's the only way to hide my self
From the many worrying passing days
From all that you have to say

If you heard a little clearer you would hear me cry in vain
You would also see my love and soul drip away into a drain