Social Drinker
Lyrics
Sitting like a scolded dog, no one really knows the fog
Blasphemy everything, Jacob's ladder uppercuts your jaw
Scramble for angles, scratch the cue ball in
All I really want's love when the roof falls in
A black bag can't mask pain
Any draft, plenty back, that's great, make 'em sack that pain
Like my problem fits in a box wine of an alcoholic cliché
After all, tomorrow is another chardonnay
My hardships start to fade, heart gets awful grey, darkness starts my day
Blackout curtains, blacked-out life, smoke sacks at night
Hit both limits, tapped out twice
I have a sense of fate that breaks hastefully, lately
Dreams are dating me, get a job that steak ain't free
You can't break your leash, unchain your beast
You died a long time ago Mr. Enabled Creep
Now you see...
Social Drinker and my friends are alcoholics
I got a problem and I don't know what to call it
Down the liquor, chew the ice, and eat the garnish
Down the liquor, chew the ice, and eat the garnish
Social Drinker and my friends are alcoholics
I got a problem and I don't know what to call it
Down the liquor, chew the ice, and eat the garnish
Down the liquor, chew the ice, and eat the garnish
I promised myself that I wouldn't drive
So I'm the designated drunk and I'm trying to look alive
With a dependence the government couldn't hide
And a desperate dose of penance, functional isn't fine anymore
She don't deserve my crooked eyes that look deprived of
Who she fell for before I mistook imbibing
For a lifestyle fitting to build trust in a partner
I'm trying to be an artist but I'm rusting through my armor
She'd rather me dry and I'd rather be high
So I dabble in lies of sobriety she can't seem to buy
Pretty promise with a cherry and a class full of rye
I took the bullet for myself and happily died
"Pat, you alright?"
Nah, survived by a damsel and a gaggle of
Un-pacified rappers that'll patch up in time
I'll pay my tab after last call arrives
And hit that bottom shelf liquor on the other side
Fuck it, I tried
Social Drinker and my friends are alcoholics
I got a problem and I don't know what to call it
Down the liquor, chew the ice, and eat the garnish
Down the liquor, chew the ice, and eat the garnish
Social Drinker and my friends are alcoholics
I got a problem and I don't know what to call it
Down the liquor, chew the ice, and eat the garnish
Down the liquor, chew the ice, and eat the garnish
Writer(s): Michael Petrow
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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