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letra de clear liquids - souls in chains

(esoterical)
and i fight and i fall and then i scream and then i
crawl
and i fight and i fall and then i scream and then i
crawl

(esoterical)
isn’t this the part where the burning feeling loses
control for me
and i fight and i fall and then i scream and then i
crawl
isn’t this the part where the burning feeling loses
control for me
and i fight and i fall and then i scream and then i
crawl

(jd)
rest -ssured mother and father, your sons doing fine,
stressed to death depressed in debt at the depth of
regret, but mother and father rest -ssured, your sons
doing fine, just a couple hard times, i’m trying to lay
off the medication, i can swallow a handful with no
effect, it’s killin’ me, but i love it when my liver
burns my flesh, lay in a tub and laugh, capsules under
the faucet, fade away the colors, problems lock in a
closet, i can’t stand, my head beats for days, i can’t
beat the pain, i never have, i’ve never had a drink,
never been tipsy, i never will, truthfully, it really
ain’t me, scar x’s on my hand like a hypocrite, the
world confesses all to daniel like a hypnotist, dad you
can drink it down, but anger is all you got, i’ll take
your advice, and grow up to be whatever the f-ck you’re
not

isn’t this the part where the burning feeling loses
control for me
and i fight and i fall and then i scream and then i
crawl
isn’t this the part where the burning feeling loses
control for me
and i fight and i fall and then i scream and then i
crawl

(esoterical)
well i stand by, feelin pathetic and sober, so i take a
bottle, take a swallow, and follow my hopes to nowhere,
80 proof and 40 percent of my problems are getting lost
in the process of temporary memory loss, as i bury
every heavenly thought, sit back and take another shot,
and take another shot and just let my body drop, it’s
like my static, or really just another escape, a friend
to numb the days that take too much for me to face, so
i forget, and get lost in my decadence, and waste a
night to let clear liquids kill my consciousness,
screaming at the walls as if they could f-cking listen,
too drunk to think, i can’t even remember what i was
even missing, i’m sitting, waiting, wishing for good
luck to kick in, it’s morning and i’m making
confessions to the porcelain, i wanna quit, just to say
i don’t have an addiction, the hang over hits, and i’m
almost convinced that i could follow through with it,
my solutions only make me sick, my caustic thirst
eventually hits quick, and i’m craving it like an
addict, i’m panicked, holding a bottle choking to
swallow, the burning feeling follows, as i become
another form of tragic.

isn’t this the part where i stand by and watch the
world fall
i’m falin’ fallin’ apart, i’m fallin apart
isn’t this the part where i stand by and watch the
world fall

(esoterical)
i don’t glorify what i do to escape, but i don’t
completely regret it either. it’s like oscar wilde
said, “to regret one’s own experience is to arrest
one’s own development. to deny one’s own experience is
to put a lie into the lips of one’s life. it is no less
than a denial of the soul.”

- souls in chains

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