Rock Bottom, Sis, Rock Bottom
We've been friends so long we're family... why? Directed to a friend who will never see it...Cigarette butts littering the bedroom and yard, I can see in your eyes the alcohol and drugs. No, I don't mean the legal stuff... I mean the stuff that will get you locked up for possession as soon as you turn eighteen. I mean the dangerous stuff. Those highs you love so much? The escape from reality? I hope you love them as much or more than your life, because they shorten, and sometimes take, it. Trust me, my older sist...
