The Bottle

The bottle pushes down

The feelings bottled up inside

The smoke that pushes through

Corrodes straight into my mind

The liquid poison hides

The fact that I'm so in pain

So I'll keep drinking 'til

The toxic spills through my veins

They say to stay

Strong

But we all know it's easier said than

Done

So, I'll

Cheers myself and

Down another glass

Half past twelve

No drink will be my last

Another drop down the hatch

For every teardrop

On my lap

Another bottle on the floor

So I don't feel like this

Anymore

The whiskey's a disguise

For the misty waters in my eyes

The drugs I intake are the

First aid keeping me alive

I search for relief, but find

Misery waiting 'round every bend

A heart-wrenching goodbye that

Doesn't ever seem to come to an end

They say keep your head

High

But the devil pulls it down every

Time

So, I'll

Cheers myself and

Down another glass

Half past twelve

No drink will be my last

Another drop down the hatch

For every teardrop

On my lap

Another bottle on the floor

So I don't feel like this

Anymore

Oh, oh

So, I'll

Cheers myself and

Down another glass

Half past twelve

No drink will be my last

Another drop down the hatch

For every teardrop

On my lap

Another bottle on the floor

So I don't feel like this

Anymore