The Bottle

climb in

climb in

climb inside me.. pain

another night of drinkin'

another night of beeing

out of my head and i don't know

where i was last night

drinkin' on a empty stomach

or an empty mind

it makes no difference when i'm way out of line

things i can't remember comes back to haunt me

a lot of people out there who seem to want me

climb in the bottle and never come out

i may know nothing but i'm good at something

i will drink till the sun comes up

no more one of these days gonna come out of my haze

better hurry up it's getting harder to come back

Vyšlo na albech

1993