You pick up a bottle
And take a sip
Does it make you feel good
Does it make you trip
I can tell you one thing
It don't help you a bit
But you sit on your ass and phone call a friend to take your shit
Looking at the ground shifting to the roof
Watch your room breath
Sitting on your bed, half way through that's it
Watch your demons
Take another sip, make a worsened trip
When will you learn
The bottle ain't your friend
Why can't you see
You may like it
But it don't like you
You once had friends
But they all moved on
You chose a bottle
And that's why where you are
You pick up a bottle
And take a sip
Does it make you feel good
Does it make you trip
I can tell you one thing
It don't help you a bit
But you sit on your ass and phone call a friend to take your shit
Looking at the ground shifting to the roof
Watch your room breath
Sitting on your bed, half way through that's it
Watch your demons
Take another sip, Make a worsened trip
When will you learn!