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Give me some religion, pass the wine Because this time I can't hold it in Like I always did Give me some more TV, make it loud Make believe, I'm in desperate

We have our master plan bottled and canned living in the 352 Steps 1 and 2 walk home drunk wake up confused with a stranger next to you The copied costumes

Sit back and watch the train wreck, Watch me jump off the deep end. I won't lie, my mistakes take up every minute of my life. It's been the down fall

Well I'm happy to report, My long standing last resort, Ended by just stopping short, Of me burning like a torch. Step off, stand back. Cause it's a

When is common sense too much to ask? And then when did consequences get left in the past Is it just bad habits or a typical script Is it all big plans

Son, take it from me, it's in the little victories that keep you from shaking hands with defeat. Son, I tell you reality isn't all it's cracked up to

The cycle circles, stalls, then spins. Describes the current state I'm in. It's like a nose dive then a crash, With all my blackouts and scraped hands

He says Florida is slowly sinking, sinking into the ocean He says the housing tracts are built on half facts and the rest half fiction And I can't argue

Give me some religion Pass the wine cause this time I can?t hold it in like I always did Give me some more T.V. Make it loud make believe I?m in desperate