Hell is a Broken Ferris Wheel with Me on Top

Life is a cruel joke
I'm still sporting stitches from the last punch line.
Wrestling myself away from reality
to find deeper meaning in my television
or truth at the bottom of a whiskey bottle.

Each time I review my life
my mainframe crashes
rebooting to the same old me.

By the time I find my place
I have already drank the spirits
inhaled the earth
and regurgitated the same old song
passed out in the closet
in the arms of a skeleton.