Bourbon

Overcome by bourbon and ordinary talk
All the things that own us are smaller than we thought
Posture and pose and flex and pretend
That nobody knows how much we give in

All the waking moments, choosing who to serve
As for me and my house, we fluctuate and learn
Chemical built or marble and carved
Blood'll be spilt and all of it's ours

Not one we make can help
We yell we cut ourselves

Every half-assed promise, every running mouth
"Think before you speak, son", I haven't figured out
Bridle and bit, saddle and tack
Which is the beast and who's on its back

Not one we make can help
We yell, we cut ourselves until we see
Where it leads, where it leads
We melt our golden jewelry,
I am overwhelmed, I am over
I am overwhelmed, I am over
I am overwhelmed until I see



Credits
Writer(s): John White, Andy Baxter, Kyle Claude Jahnke
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