Tunnel vision is slowly setting in Blocking out what should be letting in Letting in Eleven years of seeing through alcoholic eyes Nothing here, at all, but lows disguised as highs Days I don't remember now Fitting in and blacking out Falling up and spiraling down and down and then It's down again And up again I've mellowed, but it's taken so much time Never needed to think that I was thin Anyway would I wish it on you now I'm so fucked up Lay down pacified and completely compromised Nothing left inside but memories of lies Days I don't remember now Of fitting in and falling out Falling up and spiraling down and down and then It's down again But up again I'm sorry, but it doesn't matter now Eleven years of seeing through alcoholic eyes Nothing here, at all, but lows disguised as highs Days I don't remember now Fitting in and blacking out Falling up and spiraling down and down and then It's down again And up again I've mellowed, but it's taken so much time So much time So much time So much time So much time So much time So much time So much time So much time