Ashes & Oath Bitter Pill
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About
Drinkil till im out of this world
Lyrics
Verse 1
Woke up on the floor with the TV glowing blue
Ashtray overflowing just like my excuses do
Hands are dirty, shaking, I don't even try
All the hope I had is buried where the bottles lie
Pre-Chorus
The phone lights up with names I can't face
Another night alone just to keep up the chase
Could have called for help but I closed my eyes
Stuck in the mess I made just getting by
Chorus
I keep pouring shots till I'm numb, yeah, nothing left
Bottle at my side, yeah, I'm racing towards my death
Every swallow burns, but I drink away regret
'Cause falling apart is the only comfort I get
Post-Chorus
Oh, I’m fading, I’m fading
Can't stop the breaking
Verse 2
Broken glass on the floor, my memories spill
Voices in my head, and I can't get still
People say it gets better, but I know the drill
Empty promises swallowed with another bitter pill
Pre-Chorus
You said I should quit, but you don't understand
When you’re drowning slow, you reach for any hand
Swear I'll get clean, then I fall again
It’s a long goodbye, just me and this can
Chorus
I keep pouring shots till I'm numb, yeah, nothing left
Bottle at my side, yeah, I'm racing towards my death
Every swallow burns, but I drink away regret
'Cause falling apart is the only comfort I get
Post-Chorus
Oh, I’m fading, I’m fading
Can't stop the breaking
Bridge
Streetlights blur as I stumble through the night
Promises to fix it gone before the morning light
Old friends ghosts now, lost in the haze
Still chasing pain just to pass the days
Chorus
I keep pouring shots till I'm numb, yeah, nothing left
Bottle at my side, yeah, I'm racing towards my death
Every swallow burns, but I drink away regret
'Cause falling apart is the only comfort I get
Post-Chorus
Oh, I’m fading, I’m fading
Can't stop the breaking
Outro
Last call echoes, but I’m still stuck on repeat
Drowning in silence, stains on my sleeve
No one left to blame, no one left to phone
In the bottom of the glass, I finally feel alone
Just an empty room and a fading name
Same tired cycle, just more of the same
Promises to change, scrawled on ripped receipts
But I stumble on, chasing something I can’t keep
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