How did this happen? How did I get to here?
Lot of liquor, lots of beer
Lots of self deprivation, my ego's not that big
Drowning in desperation, I need a cigarette
Cause these shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
My hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
While I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch
F*ck my life, all I want to do is die
So I'll pour a drink to suppress the anxiety
A drink for my depression, so I can pretend to belong
A drink for the fun of it, pass out on the lawn
Cause these shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
My hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
While I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch
Wake up with the shakes, what the f*ck is going on?
Take a swig of whiskey to move the day along
Hair of the dog, the best cure for a hangover
The real trick to it is never being sober
That's the alcohol, I am the liquor
Because my doctor said that would kill me quicker
As I said, I just want to die
Bury me in poverty, call it a night
Cause these shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
My hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
While I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch
BIG GAY - The Dichotomy of Glass and Plastic Lyrics
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How did this happen? How did I get to here?
Lot of liquor, lots of beer
Lots of self deprivation, my ego's not that big
Drowning in desperation, I need a cigarette
Cause these shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
My hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
While I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch
F*ck my life, all I want to do is die
So I'll pour a drink to suppress the anxiety
A drink for my depression, so I can pretend to belong
A drink for the fun of it, pass out on the lawn
Cause these shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
My hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
While I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch
Wake up with the shakes, what the f*ck is going on?
Take a swig of whiskey to move the day along
Hair of the dog, the best cure for a hangover
The real trick to it is never being sober
That's the alcohol, I am the liquor
Because my doctor said that would kill me quicker
As I said, I just want to die
Bury me in poverty, call it a night
Cause these shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
My hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
While I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch
Lot of liquor, lots of beer
Lots of self deprivation, my ego's not that big
Drowning in desperation, I need a cigarette
Cause these shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
My hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
While I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch
F*ck my life, all I want to do is die
So I'll pour a drink to suppress the anxiety
A drink for my depression, so I can pretend to belong
A drink for the fun of it, pass out on the lawn
Cause these shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
My hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
While I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch
Wake up with the shakes, what the f*ck is going on?
Take a swig of whiskey to move the day along
Hair of the dog, the best cure for a hangover
The real trick to it is never being sober
That's the alcohol, I am the liquor
Because my doctor said that would kill me quicker
As I said, I just want to die
Bury me in poverty, call it a night
Cause these shatter proof forties don't represent my broken soul
My hopes and dreams they died a long time ago
While I might still have aspirations, but they don't amount to much
That's why I need a breakable bottle to hold my liquid crutch
Writer: Natty Bumppo
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