When Alcohol Tastes Like Juice

I've been spinning For a long time Can't tell if it's my age Always lost on What's wrong or what's right Getting harder day by day When I stand on paper I get writing on my shoes Walk a minute with some words Drag the story through my room Wasting money on my future Saving coins to buy a rush Being poison to my closest Ones losing who I trust Oh Sippin on what's sweet like fruit Banking on games that I lose Sippin on what's sweet like fruit Blind when the sting tastes like juice So much info At my fingertips Yet I don't know where start Everyone that's my age So stuck yet focused Running quickly over tar Hourglass is draining My life dictated by sand Always laughing at my torture With a wine glass in my hand Panicked when I'm not creating And I'm anxious when I am Diagnosing every feeling Finding where my hell began Oh Sippin on what's sweet like fruit Banking on games that I lose Sippin on what's sweet like fruit Blind when the sting tastes like juice Oh Sippin on what's sweet like fruit Oh Blind when the sting tastes like juice So we sober up Pound the water Clear the toxins from our veins Gratification Ain't instant Don't mask it in temporary ways When I stand on paper I get writing on my shoes Walk a minute with some words Drag the story through my room You can hydrate for the future Don't spend coins just for a rush Being stable for my closest ones Being who I trust Oh Sweet like fruit Oh This alcohol tastes like juice