Ceall - The Bottle Lyrics

It's never quite like it seemed after swallowing the red pill
I went all in with a hand I should have known I couldn't fill
And now we're standing here got no where left to hide
Just hoping that the river will turn the tide

Well I took the bottle off the shelf
Sat down and drank it by myself
To get my head to somewhere
Anywhere that's far away from here

And broken by the fall
A whisper through the storm
Please God help me
I can't pick the punches anymore
The winds are raging now
Dark clouds roll in
The wolf's camped at the door
Now its getting just a little too real

I'm sorry for the wounds inflicted on your heart
The way this painting turned out not the finest work of art
Scrape the layers away reveal true lies along the way
Your black and white all blended into grey

Well I took the bottle off the shelf
Sat down and drank it by myself
To get my head to somewhere
Anywhere that's far away from here

And broken by the fall
A whisper through the storm
Please God help me
I can't pick the punches anymore
The winds are raging now
Dark clouds roll in
The wolf's camped at the door
Now its getting just a little too real

And all I wanted this to be
Escape from this reality
Escape from this reality

And broken by the fall
A whisper through the storm
Please God help me
I can't pick the punches anymore
The winds are raging now
Dark clouds roll in
The wolf's camped at the door
Now its getting just a little too real