beartooth - i have a problem lyrics
i found my vice
i found my vice
it lives in a bottle and wants me to die
i found my vice
i found my vice
it lives in a bottle and wants me to die
but i wanna be alive
god i wanna call you my father
i’m sick of drinking my life away
i can’t remember anything
this isn’t fun anymore
my body’s glued to the floor
when did my king start living inside a gl-ss bottle?
i’m dying, i’m done lying to myself
if i’m living, its inside a hollow sh-ll
my stomach is bleeding
but im still drinking
a hole inside me is now more than a metaphor
i guess a bottle can’t save my life
i guess a bottle can’t tame my mind
this is my reward, a barely beating heart
but i still lie to myself, i always lie to myself
my hands are in the air, and god i hope you’re there
cause i can’t make it myself, i’ll never make it myself
standing up just to fall back down
screaming nonsense to hear the sound
it doesn’t matter if n-body’s around
i’ll hit the bottom just to feel the ground
substance therapy never set me free
substance therapy never set me free
i guess a bottle can’t save my life
i guess a bottle can’t tame my mind
i guess a bottle can’t save my life
i guess a bottle can’t tame my mind
this is my reward, a barely beating heart
but i still lie to myself, i always lie to myself
my hands are in the air, and god i hope you’re there
cause i can’t make it myself, i’ll never make it myself
i don’t know about you, but i’m admitting now that i have a problem
i have a problem
i have a problem
i have a problem
i have a problem
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