I guess a bottle can't save my life I guess a bottle can't tame my mind I found my vice I found my vice It lives in a bottle and wants me to die This is my reward, a barely beating heart But I still lie to myself, I always lie to myself My hands are in

And everybody's peeking No one makes a sound The shadows are deceiving Paranoid and aroused As the angels put me into the ground Help me, I am breaking And my heart is barely beating And the demons they are creeping around Take me, I am sinking