The shot in the glass

It starts out as fun that shot in the glass;
Then all the good times seem to go by so fast;

The drinks that I drink the things that I think;
Seem to get lost cause of the drink in the drink;

Time seems to go so fast, next it seems to stand still;
I know something is wrong cause I have to many slots to fill;

The drink in the drink is messing up the way that I think;
Looking at the ocean and living in a pond;
Don't it sound stupid, I'm not very fond;

Well the drink in the drink is pushing me to the brink;
But Maybe just maybe if I put down that drink in the drink;
My mind will refocus and I will remember what I think;

The drink in the drink, the shot in the glass;
How does it go, I think "All things will pass;