Testo Way Down The Bottle

If Its Killing Me
How Is It I Feel No Pain
I Don?t Feel Anything
Except
The Need To Walk Away

The Taunting Comes From Inside You
Alone You Wrestle With Yourself
Way Down The Bottle She Found Me
Worn From The Haunting And
Hounding

I?ll Turn Your Slave Into A God
And Return To The War
How Deep
Are The Scars
Stop Feeding The Whore

She Dragged Me Through The Depths Of
Hell
The Spirit Of Addiction Was Her Name
The Rate Of Success
Unlikely
Alone You Wrestle With Yourself
Way Down The Bottle She Found
Me
Worn From The Haunting And Hounding

The Craving Misleading
The Hating,
The Needing

I Know She?s Taking Over
I Never Thought It Would End This
Way
I Cant Bare To Be Sober
My Only Friend, I?ve Been Betrayed