She felt like she was suffocating
The pain was staying
Satisfaction was vacant
She kept patiently waiting
For something that could take away the pain and
Keep reality from weighing on her brain
Anything to loosen up the chains
Maybe I can turn to these bottles
Swim with the spirits
Won't even need googles
That's ironic cuz as time toggles her minds boggled and vision blurry
In deep feeling like she ain't got no worries
Bottom of the glass but seems like she on top of planet
Turnt up one more shot she could literally barely stand it
People all around take another one down don't make a sound
She ain't feeling so lit now, room was loud but wow she hit ground
As time passes its empty glasses on empty glasses
Waken up she's shaken up feeling like she might need a casket
Remembers all her struggles life is still the same today
Except now she couldn't be sicker that liquor never washed the pain away
Wasting losing time, foolish fragile I'm
Suffocating, suffocating
Wasting losing time, foolish fragile I'm
Suffocating, suffocating
He felt like he was suffocating, the pain was staying
Stress on his mental giving up was what he was debating
Getting lost in the midst of suicidal thoughts
Waking up counting the costs, depression calling the shots
But you could never tell from expression last Friday night
Life of the party confessions and downing every bottle in sight
Dreamed of this life as kid wanting to be a man
Raising cups, raising hands, it was all part of the plan
His idealization of his manhood
This is what a mans supposed to be, what a man should
Be doing getting wasted pursuing the baddest woman in the building
The lustful thoughts brewing became oh so amusing
Until one day the doctor came in the room and
Told him that after that 1 night stand, his life was ruined
Infected and affected off a drunken decision
Intoxication led to suffocation now he questions living
Broke down in shame all because he felt something was missing
Weeks later it was his body
Consequence of too much time spent questioning his own existence
Rewind it back to the girl regretting the path she was on
Shafted by the patron she felt something was wrong
Memory resurfaced knew that something was off
Didn't know what, cried in the arms of her mom, then TV came on
Body of the boy was found she instantly recognized his face
Now you fill in the blank and never let this story go to waste
Wasting losing time, foolish fragile I'm
Suffocating, suffocating
Wasting losing time, foolish fragile I'm
Suffocating, suffocating