home is the bottom of the bottle And a rolled up bill and I?m ready to go I let the scent die in and out And I don?t care how long I last, On the constant
make it home. So here's one from the heart I'm right back through the storm I need an answer, oooh, ooh. Im not alone And i know we dont speak much And
m off the wall, out of my fucking mind, I'm out of control I'll be the end of her, I'm in her head and in control She's let me in, now take a sip and
Gather round my friends I need a match and only one match I think it's time I make my own way I'm turning my back on this city and I'm not looking back
your self-righteous face! Whore, I'll fucking find you! I'll dig your tounge out of your rancid fucking mouth! Spread my will Back to the fucking ground Your world will crumble And
own Until the day I die which shouldn't be that long So pill just do what I do and make the most of it I won't fall down again Me heart's now dead and gone And
We're back again Let's make a toast, Come raise your glasses high To every one of you who doubted us We're back again Let's make a toast, Come raise
m the closest thing to a God you'll ever know Get of your knees Open your eyes I'll regret, never again And I stand above you And I can't feel this pain anymore And