(feat. VELVETEARS)
Life just leads me to the
bottle
Guess I'm tryna drown my sorrows
Conversations getting hollow
Can we just talk tomorrow?
Never knowing why I feel like that
Guess I'm better in a body bag
Rigor mortis, were just stuck like that
With your words constricting 'round my neck
And I know I'm not worth saving, but I'm waiting
And I know I'm not worth saving, but I'm waiting
And I'm just trying to sober up
And I hope you feel I do enough
I'm loving you, that's all I ever do
Just fighting everything in solitude
And I'm just trying to sober up
And I hope you feel I do enough
I'm loving you, that's all I ever do
Just fighting everything in solitude
(There's a hole in my chest
Bleeding veins from my wrist
Just tell me what you need
And I can be that)
And I know I'm not worth saving, but I'm waiting
And I know I'm not worth saving, but I'm waiting
Life just leads me to the bottle
Guess I'm tryna drown my sorrows
Conversations getting hollow
Can we just talk tomorrow?
Never knowing why I feel like that
Guess I'm better in a body bag
Rigor mortis, were just stuck like that
With your words constricting 'round my neck
Guess I'm tryna drown my sorrows
Conversations getting hollow
Can we just talk tomorrow?
Never knowing why I feel like that
Guess I'm better in a body bag
Rigor mortis, were just stuck like that
With your words constricting 'round my neck
And I know I'm not worth saving, but I'm waiting
And I know I'm not worth saving, but I'm waiting
And I'm just trying to sober up
And I hope you feel I do enough
I'm loving you, that's all I ever do
Just fighting everything in solitude
And I'm just trying to sober up
And I hope you feel I do enough
I'm loving you, that's all I ever do
Just fighting everything in solitude
(There's a hole in my chest
Bleeding veins from my wrist
Just tell me what you need
And I can be that)
And I know I'm not worth saving, but I'm waiting
And I know I'm not worth saving, but I'm waiting
Life just leads me to the bottle
Guess I'm tryna drown my sorrows
Conversations getting hollow
Can we just talk tomorrow?
Never knowing why I feel like that
Guess I'm better in a body bag
Rigor mortis, were just stuck like that
With your words constricting 'round my neck
Writer(s): Mark Andrew Taylor
EP: "Plastic
Soul" (2017)
Blue
U
Can't Die In My Arms
December
Inside
A Cocoon
Life
Just Leads Me To The Bottle Pt. II
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