I Have A Problem Lyrics

I found my vice
I found my vice
It lives in a bottle and wants me to dieI found my vice
I found my vice
It lives in a bottle and wants me to dieBut I wanna be alive
GO!God I wanna call you my father
I'm sick of drinking my life away
I can't remember anything
This isn't fun anymore
My body's glued to the floor
When did my king start living inside a glass bottle?I'm dying, I'm done lying to myself
If I'm living, its inside a hollow shell
My stomach is bleeding
But I'm still drinking
A hole inside me is now more than a metaphorI guess a bottle can't save my life
I guess a bottle can't tame my mindThis is my reward, a barely beating heart
But I still lie to myself, I always lie to myself
My hands are in the air, and God I hope you're there

Cause I can't make it myself, I'll never make it myselfStanding up just to fall back down
Screaming nonsense to hear the sound
It doesn't matter if nobody's around
I'll hit the bottom just to feel the groundSubstance therapy never set me free
Substance therapy never set me freeI guess a bottle can't save my life
I guess a bottle can't tame my mindI guess a bottle can't save my life
I guess a bottle can't tame my mindThis is my reward, a barely beating heart
But I still lie to myself, I always lie to myself
My hands are in the air, and God I hope you're there
Cause I can't make it myself, I'll never make it myselfI don't know about you, but I'm admitting now that I have a problemI have a problem
Songwriters
CALEB SHOMOPublished by
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