Back in the Bottle

Back in the bottle again
Back in the bottle again
Don't know what's worse in here or sailing in the open
Cause if living's a ship, then you are sailing to be captain,
Sailing so sometime you can escape from
the bottle that you're trapped in
Back in the bottle again
Like some déjà vu, i come back, i come back, i come back to
Does the ship know how to steer? or is it a puppet
without a puppeteer? can the ship just sail right through?
Here's to you, so long it's been swell
Hoist the anchor, aye. i'm bidding you a fond farewell
The world is small, but clear through the glass tonight, my dear
Back in the bottle again
Back in the bottle again
What the fuck's out there? like i care. what am i needing?
Why am i leading myself on this game of stalemate solitaire?
Can't start again. can't land a 10
Must be "spade" cause my heart is beaten, captain,
but you play the cards you're played
Years have passed. with each year, i'm wearing down the glass
If my ship sails, let the breezes blow me back to better jails
There must be another sea, but that's a mental mutiny
And that's not me. that's not me,
but the glass is cracked and i think i'm going down
It's not me. it's not me
to wash away the world that's whirling round
I can't breathe anymore