Hellbound

Imma just pour up another bottle

It's not like It's something I can't handle

It's not like I ain't done it before

Whiskey bottles sitting all over the damn floor

I'd rather blackout then lose my damn mind

I'd rather drink till I pass out and I die

Pass out from the bottle telling me lies

Drivin down the backroads at night

Swerving in and out of the yellow lines

Police lights behind shine really bright

Flashlight got me really fuckin blind

I can't even walk a straight damn line