Down the Drain

One time just for fun
Two times a habit trained
Take the lies to the doctor
Need that script to kill the pain
All fueled up, going nowhere
All numbed up, I have no shame
My dreams are like a scarecrow
Old clothes, nothing remains

Losing grip
I cannot hold on
Then I start to slide
Beat the habit
Feed this habit
It's all a lie
I don't see you
I can't hear you
Just a shell remains
Release your thoughts
It's just a memory
I'm going down the drain

Daddy's shotgun
Moms wedding ring
To the pawn shop
I'm back with more
Lock it up
And shut me out
I'll get through
Any door
I make it hard
You make it easy
That's how I sneak right in
Can't be replaced
I'm coming back
My heart is dead with sin

Give your love to my daughter
Check on my wife
Take me out of this equation
It's not about my life
I'm gone so gone
Just a memory in your head
Put your energy in the living
Cause I'm already dead



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Ryeson
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