Bridget Sarai - Bibles & Bottles

Im feeling trapped
Walls padded i've had it
Cant find my way out of here
My heart attacked
Feel the air leaving me
Why cant I just get it back
Ive flatlined
This is hell i'm not well
Somebody please come save me
Its not my fault
Its playing games knows my name
Dont you see its taughting me

When you always got the devil
On your shoulder
And a gun in your hand
All temptation turns into a bullet
Sitting on your nightstand

I cried myself into a room
With a bible and bottle of gin
Im all by myself in a room
With a bible and bottle thats it
Cant control myself in a room
With a bible and bottle of gin
I hope to find myself in a room
With bibles and bottles (and see who wins)
Cause the bottle always wins

Its so loud
The silent cries in my eyes
As i'm escaping me
On the ground
Cant stand up i'm too drunk
Emotions falling out my mouth
Liquid clouds
Chasing me sending me
Into oblivion
Fading now
Cant slow down just blacked out
Watch as I slip away

Written by:
Bridget Silva, Darien Dorsey

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