Bitter End Walking with a stager, I don’t know wh…ill upon my face. Welcome my bitter end yeah .txt

Bitter End

Walking with a stager, I don’t know where I am.

I wake up with a packed suitcase

Bus ticket in my hand.

Every time I drink alone .

The Devil would warn me .

She’s had enough of them soul crushing days.

It’s time to put the bottle behind me .

I shake, and I cannot eat .

Too dizzy to stand .

I sweat when I try to sleep

don’t feel like much of a man .

I tell myself it’ll be OK .

While I fight off these chills .

I’ll I live to drink another day .

With the help from these pills… my friend.

My mama said when it rains it pours.

She sees a drastic end.

She said, I can’t watch you die no more.

I can’t be here when the devil

takes your hand and guide you down

And spins my world around and round.

Oh yeah my mama said…..

takes your hand and guide you down

And spins my world around and round.

Oh yeah my mama said…..

I’m laying in a darkened room

The Devil holding my hand

I feel the cold chill upon my face.

Welcome my bitter end yeah