White Barrel Roll- by: unknown forgotten

Where is the rest of my life tonight?
I'm standing lonesome, jobless, tired
Not knowing how to get it all out
When did I lose my sincerity for being outright?
And if that ain't enough
My bottle of bourbon is treating me rough
How can I be the only one whose time is come and gone
When I was prepared long before this was ever even thought
Such a shame, tastes like sour milk and sentiment
There's rough skies above and jagged roads ahead
Keep me in mind when I dare down those paths
My skin crawls at what I see below
I can only try to contrive thoughts into words
The valley I enter is of Fear and Danger
I'm sure I will relate back when I make it out of this mess
And dear Lord, keep me blessed...