The bottle, the bowl, the bubble
The onset of fall so subtle
One minute, just a passing choice
Then the choice is a vice that destroys
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
The needle, your nose, just trouble
Too much, face down in the puddle
One minute just serotonin
Then "f*ck he's dead, resuscitate"
Somewhere along the line
He lost it all in time
The love he had long gone
All interest withdrawn
The choice to turn that page
All discipline now lost
The choice that leads to plague
The fall that's going to cost
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
"911" Call
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
As you numb that pain
As it all fades out
Please just know we pray for you
Self Appointed Martyr - The Choice to Fall Lyrics
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The bottle, the bowl, the bubble
The onset of fall so subtle
One minute, just a passing choice
Then the choice is a vice that destroys
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
The needle, your nose, just trouble
Too much, face down in the puddle
One minute just serotonin
Then "f*ck he's dead, resuscitate"
Somewhere along the line
He lost it all in time
The love he had long gone
All interest withdrawn
The choice to turn that page
All discipline now lost
The choice that leads to plague
The fall that's going to cost
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
"911" Call
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
As you numb that pain
As it all fades out
Please just know we pray for you
The onset of fall so subtle
One minute, just a passing choice
Then the choice is a vice that destroys
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
The needle, your nose, just trouble
Too much, face down in the puddle
One minute just serotonin
Then "f*ck he's dead, resuscitate"
Somewhere along the line
He lost it all in time
The love he had long gone
All interest withdrawn
The choice to turn that page
All discipline now lost
The choice that leads to plague
The fall that's going to cost
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
"911" Call
As you raise that hand
With vice in mouth
Will you overcome your odds?
As you numb that pain
As it all fades out
Please just know we pray for you
Writer: Trey Wilkins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid