(by Shaun Morgan)
Gotta find a better way to quit the cigarettes
Gotta drink another drink until I can forget
Gotta find a way to feel like I’m myself
Whoa
With the whiskey came the things that I do regret (well this erodes my body, erodes my body, erodes my body, breaks my body down)
and I know there were things I should not have said
I believe you’ve already got them written down
Whoa
When the world around me can feel so rotten
I am sorry for making you feel so low
Never gonna lose these feelings I regret
always gonna be the same old tired shit
What would you do
What would you do
There will never be a feeling I suspect
All apologies are something heaven sent
What would you do
What would you do
I lie awake at night I’m trying not to break a sweat
Mind is racing there’s no comfort for me yet
Gotta find a way to get away from myself
Whoa
I really wish I could erase all the things I did (well this erodes my body, erodes my body, erodes my body, breaks my body down)
I really wish I had a path to the wreck against
I really wish I had a way to cleanse myself
Whoa
When the world around me can feel so rotten
I am sorry for making you feel so low
Never gonna lose these feelings I regret
always gonna be the same old tired shit
What would you do
What would you do
There will never be a feeling I suspect
All apologies are something heaven sent
What would you do
What would you do
Never gonna lose these feelings I regret
always gonna be the same old tired shit
What would you do
What would you do
There will never be a feeling I suspect
All apologies are something heaven sent
What would you do
What would you do
What would you do
What would you do
What would you do
What would you do