Bottle Talk Lyrics

I'm breaking my wrists so

I can make the list so

One day I can sit face to face with destiny

That's just the gist though

The iceberg is deep and cold

Don't you wanna see the rest of me

Get's dark at the bottom

Of every bottle

Cant pretend the cold is not effecting me

I've flown full throttle

From DC to Sodom

Time to slow down maybe have two or three

Pardon lips, oh

I'm strong and I'm getting old

I'm sick of the past taking what's left of me

Blowing a kiss though

I'm clenching my fists so

All users can know they cant have best of me

I'm up for the challenge

Strengthening my balance

Prove I'm ready to represent my pedigree

Put down the bottle

Navigate my trauma

Can't be an addict to sadness and sympathy