Lyrics: Jason Hannett
Music: Jason Hannett
Shout out all my alcoholics,
**** the rules we livin' lawless,
My demons lookin' like a goddess,
**** bein' humble we ain't modest,
How to cope they never taught us,
Took all the pain and told em' pop this,
Perfection turned us into martyrs,
Still goin' in that's regardless, regardless
Said, one more drink,
Two more drink,
Three more drink til' my belly ache
I'm just tryna cope, i'm not tryna feel this shit,
Guess that's all she wrote, except how to deal with this,
I'm just tryna float forgot how to swim, I need a boat,
I need to mend, I need some hope, I need a friend,
I need a smoke, run it again, yeah
The bottles all empty, the models all friendly, we all in a frenzy, Ah!
Just swallow the remi, it's all for the memy's, they'll probably condemn me but, Ah!
Guess i'll catch you on the way down,
Simon said I shoulda stayed down,
Yeah,
and i'm back on my bullshit
Yeah,
Run it back run it all up
Yeah,
Another lap got a full cup, you know what it is when I
Shout out all my alcoholics,
**** the rules we livin' lawless,
My demons lookin' like a goddess,
**** bein' humble we ain't modest,
How to cope they never taught us,
Took all the pain and told em' pop this,
Perfection turned us into martyrs,
Still goin' in that's regardless, regardless
Said, one more drink,
Two more drink,
Three more drink til' my belly ache
I slip, then I fall in,
Just one sip, til i'm fallin,
I guess that I got a problem,
I came with my friends and now I lost them,
Hollow and empty,
I swallowed a benzy,
Then followed the envy and oh, wait
She told me she friendly, but really she tempt me
and took me to heaven but, oh wait,
Had to go inside to find the way through,
Pulled a couple cards,
Stead of dealin' I mix up the bass too,
Scared of seein' what's inside the mirror when I face you,
That's not somebody that I relate to,
Broken mirrors on the wall like
Shout out all my alcoholics,
**** the rules we livin' lawless,
My demons lookin' like a goddess,
**** bein' humble we ain't modest,
How to cope they never taught us,
Took all the pain and told em' pop this,
Perfection turned us into martyrs,
Still goin' in that's regardless, regardless
Said, one more drink,
Two more drink,
Three more drink til' my belly ache