I Have a Problem (Sick Version)

[Intro]

I found my vice

I found my vice

It lives in a bottle, and wants me to die

I found my vice

I found my vice

It lives in a bottle, and wants me to die

But I want to be alive!

[Verse 1]

God I want to 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, it's inside a hollow shell

My stomach is bleeding

But I'm still drinking

A hole inside me is now more than a metaphor

[Pre-Chorus]

I guess a bottle can't save my life

I guess a bottle can't tame my mind

[Chorus]

This 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

Because I can't make it myself, I'll never make it myself

[Verse 2]

Standing 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 ground

Substance therapy, never set me free

Substance therapy, never set me free

[Pre-Chorus]

I guess a bottle can't save my life

I guess a bottle can't tame my mind

I guess a bottle can't save my life

I guess a bottle can't tame my mind

[Chorus]

This 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

Because I can't make it myself, I'll never make it myself

[Outro]

I don't know about you, but I'm admitting now that I have a problem

I have a problem

I have a problem

I have a problem

I have a problem