Is it a relapse if it's just a dream?

A picture-perfect party full of friends I used to keep

My favorite vices I used to need

Lined up on the countertop and they're calling out to me

Would I still survive it, or have I lost my edge?

You're never quite alive as when you're shaking hands with death

Would I still remember how to lose my mind?

Oh, I'd like to think I might

I won't but I could pull that bottle off that shelf

It helps me cope knowing I could be that version of myself

Could disappear for a week, for a month, for a year

Wake up at home or in a coffin

It's nice to know I got options

Oh, I can hear that quiet knock

I open up the door I could've swore I triple locked

Invite my skeletons to come on in with their hollow eyes and that awful itch

And their chewing through the air to tell a story

Would I still survive it, or have I lost my edge?

You're never quite alive as when you're shaking hands with death

Would I still remember how to lose my mind?

Well, I might just give it a try

I won't but I could pull that bottle off that shelf

It helps me cope knowing I could be that version of myself

Could disappear for a week, for a month, for a year

Wake up at home or in a coffin

It's nice to know I got options

I got options

Long as that devil on my shoulder and my angel keep talking

I got options

Oh, I got options

Long as my hell ain't frozen over

It's nice to know

I won't but I could pull that bottle off that shelf

It helps me cope knowing I could be that version of myself

Could disappear for a week, for a month, for a year

Wake up at home or in a coffin

It's nice to know

That I won't but I could pull that bottle off that shelf

It helps me cope knowing I could be that version of myself

I disappear for a week, for a month, for a year

Wake up at home or in a coffin

It's nice to know I got options