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And as he made his way through the forest
He drank from waterfalls
He drank so much he got caught in the torrent
Thrashing around in the vortex he stared at the sky and wished he was in orbit
Or anywhere but here as vision distorted he said
I think I'm pulled up in
That current, blues rushin'
I've heard some repercussions
Nothin' but some deep adjustments
But my depth of self ain't gonna help me swim my seas corrupted
Divin' divin' divin' hopin' I can finally feel somethin'
Way to often throw bottles back
Follow that with some hollow acts of friendship
So I bet I won't call ya back
What an asshole God overconfident
When he made me whacko least I'm a fiend and I teem with a backbone
Can't fall flat never reachin' a plateau that's what I thought but I'm caught in a black hole
Wallowin' alone
In bed with my demons on a cliff edge no wonder that I got a stiff neck
I'm kinda twisted
Givin' in to my inhibitions and I'm wishin' that I wasn't but the whiskey is abundant
So I'm plunging right back to the deep end and I love it
Next evenin' say f*ck it like I think it's time I confront this
Think I finally drowned myself
Think I mighta found some help
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom
Think I finally drowned myself
Think I mighta found some help
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom
Rinse repeat my bad habits
Like a dirty nun gotta battle with
Myself daily like a masochist
Not cut from the same cloth fabric ripped
Got tossed in the flame till the graphic drip
Hung out to dry till the ashes sit
Try wearin' me down but the hat don't fit
So that is what I call a perilous
Journey, gotta prove that I'm worthy
But I worry that I'm burning bridges on my trip
It's a bit concerning cause an inferno not gonna swerve at an urging so I
Won't stop, got no roadblocks been a slow plot
Now I float with a flow what a showboat Joe Schmoe with a dreadnought
And the forethought to dig deep to my bedrock
Gotta stay raw gotta drop that sauce so my flavour pop
Don't gimme some handshake that's napalm
I don't need those bandaid ultimatums
Brain is slop, too much April Wine but I like two rocks
In my drank take shots
Till I fade off to a vacant spot
Spill my guts and abruptly drop
Only time that I fall off
Is the wagon and I'm balled up
Claw that wall with an inner monologue that I hate some
Bit of myself when I'm day drunk
And I ain't what I thought I was but I face up
To my problems
Get a pay stub, still I wake up with the faint feeling that I'm basic
And afraid of what I become when I'm wasted
Say what
Think I finally drowned myself
Think I mighta found some help
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom
Think I finally drowned myself
Think I mighta found some help
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom
I don't know what to do
But I know that bourbon smooth
I'm certain at the moment just a sips the first excuse
Next thing that I know that burn is all I ever wanna choose
Got those serpents in my circus couple vermin in my zoo
Curtains lifted so you see beneath the surface truth
Diggin' down (down) coughin' up the dirt and nervous proof
Now I can't determine which ways out and I keep burnin fuel
So I go on lurkin' through my self still I won't turn to you
Prideful I can't let them say you bested me or set the mood
I'm sure that'll stir the pot instead I guess I'll let this brew
Finer things in life take time I find so mind your present feuds
Cause next thing that you know you drop inside the devils vestibule
Think I finally drowned myself
Think I mighta found some help
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom
Think I finally drowned myself
Think I mighta found some help
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom of my bottle
At the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom, at the bottom
As he drowned he remembered the highs
Every planet discovered and hovering by
He dreamed of the times he could smother his mind
In something other then pain that was governed by lies
Beautiful ugly in this cold world

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