pass me the bottle
they’re closing up this town
your mind is so shallow
turning my life upside down
it feels like a noose around my neck
cutting of my air
pulling out my hair
it feels like i’m burning in the wreck
it’s like nobody cares
like i was never there
so pour those drinks and we’ll watch them fade away
pass me the bottle
so many to despise
stick to my motto
that everybody dies
it feels like a knife against my neck
spilling out my blood
like i knew it would
it feels like i’m screaming in the wreck
this life i had was good
but instead i leave this world
so pour those drinks and we’ll watch them fade away
pass me the bottle
my spirit’s running low
start up the slaughter
there’s nowhere left to go
it feels like a gun against my head
blowing out my brains
killing all my pain
we’re the vultures picking at the dead
we’ll never be the same
there’s nothing left to gain
so pour those drinks and we’ll watch them fade away
