100 Empty Bottles

There's a hundred empty bottles on my wall Drink em up, count em all 1 by 1 There's a place I wanna be that sets me free Until then I'm whiskey knee'd I haven't fucked with sobriety Cause growing up wasn't nice to me Had a social anxiety, my fucking mind wouldn't let me be It's not that I'm running, I'm chasing My future was always the case Packing my feelings real low-key Pretending like everyone know me... ya'll don't know shit And I hide behind the face you all wanted to see And I hide behind an image when nobody understands the real me There's a hundred empty bottles on my wall Drink em up, count em all 1 by 1 There's a place I wanna be that sets me free Until then I'm whiskey knee'd There's a hundred empty bottles on my wall Drink em up, count em all 1 by 1 There's a place I wanna be that sets me free Until then I'm whiskey knee'd You don't know what it's like to be feeling this fucked inside Faking a smile, telling a lie, drowning alone in this life My head is tired as fuck I cannot see, it's the rum I can't believe this is the incompleteness I've become My mind is not steady, I know that the night has already won I do not know if I'm ready but dammit the damage is done It's like I'm used to the feeling of feeling like this Desire is fire but I may have just missed Like the anger has gone to the art on my wrist There's a hundred empty bottles on my wall Drink em up, count em all 1 by 1 There's a place I wanna be that sets me free Until then I'm whiskey knee'd There's a hundred empty bottles on my wall Drink em up, count em all 1 by 1 There's a place I wanna be that sets me free Until then I'm whiskey knee'd 100 bottles just to feel A little more until it spills Pour a glass and let it kill Shit is real, this shit is real 100 bottles... broken heart 100 faces... just the start I was faded... it was art God damn, I fall apart God damn... I fall apart God damn... I fall apart