Lyrics

I'm half a bottle deep
and I'm asking myself for the answers
to all the questions that are ringing in my head.
Am I lost? Am I dead?
I'm not ready to know.

Will my brains ever work the same again,
or have I forsaken them?
I'm out to sea, I have to see
just where the current has taken them.

I'm capable of anything
and nobody knows it but me.

I've gotta do more than just land on my feet,
get fucked up, go to bed, and repeat.

There's another bottle interrupting
the novel that I've been meaning to pen
and it's impossible to make any headway
when I'm wasting my head away.
Leave it up to me, it's gonna be
another chemical getaway.

I'm capable of anything
and nobody knows it but me.

I've gotta do more than just land on my feet,
get fucked up, go to bed, and repeat.

I need to motivate myself
before I decimate myself.
I need to reason with myself.
I'm on the verge of disaster,
as far as I can tell.

I've gotta do more than just land on my feet,
get fucked up, go to bed, and repeat.