Whiskey;
“paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
starts when you’re always afraid
step out of line the man come and take you away..

or how about:

Wine is fine
But whiskey’s quicker
suicide is slow with liquer
Take a bottle drain your sorrows
THEN IT FLOODS AWAY TOMMOROW!!
Evil thoughts and evil doings
Cold, alone you hang in ruins
Thought you’d escape the reaper
You can’t escape the master keeper
‘Cause you feel life’s unreal and you’re living a lie
Such a shame who’s to blame and you’re wondering why
Then you ask from your cask is there life after birth
What you saw can mean hell on this earth
hell on this earth!!
Now you live inside a bottle
The reaper’s travelling at full throttle
It’s catching you but you don’t see
The reaper is you and the reaper is me
Breaking laws, knocking doors
But there’s no one at home
Made your bed, rest your head
But you lie there and moan
Where to hide, suicide is the only way out
Don’t you know what it’s really about
Wine is fine
But whiskey’s quicker
Suicide is slow with liquer
Take a bottle drown your sorrows
THEN IT FLOODS AWAY TOMMOROW

Brother, while you no doubt sense the fears many do of the threats to our liberty ,you’ve crossed the parameters of reason into the dark side.

“women seem wicked when you’re a stranger…”

Take a rest brother, go on a date, take in a ball game, eat some enchiladas. This too shall pass or maybe it won’t.