Good morning there, so the battle begins There in the corner you wait Compressing my senses and warming my voice In theory I need to unwind When you pour it I'm rewarded From my patience I'm relieved Then did the lack of attack finally come The space in-between overwhelmed Over denial the facts would conspire to tell The truth Gradual casual damage remains Words that aren't finding my tongue Grip to a tantrum I'm an addict A drunk How could the chemical fail to please Try it again to be sure When you pour it I'm rewarded From my patience I'm relieved