I'm like a baby and his bottle
Except mines full of treasure, not milk
The treasure in this bottle helps me escape my problems
When they glide down your throat there as soft as silk
They give me a high that i cant resist
Every time i do this everyones complaining and pissed
I'm like a baby because i break down in tears
Except no ones there for me when i am
so i grab some beers
I just forget about them
And focus on me
I fall to grown shaking
I'm fleeing and braking
Searching for my treasures
Searching for my pills
I get the bottle and it drops and theres a big Spill
I drop too, and i dont get up
8/14/03 |
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