Lyrics:
the palms of your touch
In a world of dark distractions
It can all get too much
So let's sit by an English river
'Til the water runs dry
Can we light
keep a bottle near
He said, "I just think you're depressed"
(The best, Amy)
Kiss me, yeah, baby, and go rest
They tried to make me go to rehab
No water can quench my thirst
I'm in bed send me a nurse, I'm thirsty thirsty Lord o' Mercy
Ooh we
What other bottle, sweeter the victory
I've
Am a rehab am workin on my self
If i die nobody wanna care
Only you and mama gonna care
I keep you in my mind i keep you hundred
You stood by me girl
right here
Go ahead now
[Chorus]
Chelsea Rodgers was a model
Thought she really rocked the road, yes she did
Kept her tears up in a bottle
Poured
Ohio, Ohio, O-hi-o
They tried to make me go to rehab, I said 'no, no, no'
Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know know know
I ain't got
the girls in the corner getting loose
Screw rehab, I love my addiction
No sleep, no sleep, I am always on a mission cause
I can't stop partying, partying
Empty, empty bottles
Lying side by side
Used up empty bottles
Remembering long lost wine
Keep our empty bottles
Making empty wine
Marking our
Rehab days, trapped in the cycle I'm stuck
Broken habits, trying to shake off my luck
Dark corridors, lost in my mind's maze
Haunted by demons, in
No water can quench my thirst
I'm in bed send me a nurse, I'm thirsty thirsty Lord o' Mercy
Ooh we
What other bottle, sweeter the victory
I've
and the queen went
Back to the green
But you can never go back
There again
Brenda and Eddie had had it
Already by the summer of '75
From the high
They tried to make me go to rehab
But I said, "No, no, no"
Yes, I've been black
But when I come back, you'll know, know, know
I ain't got
way, uh-huh
Fuck a shot, we gon' take the whole tray, uh-huh
Uh-huh, order bottles by the case uh-huh
So drunk, I can't even see your face, uh-huh
throw them for a loop
Next stop: Rehab - Next stop: Rehab
Next stop: Rehabilitation - can't wait
Next stop: Rehab - Next stop: Rehab
Next stop:
on the road again
The roll of a dice
Or turn of a card
You just lived your life too hard
Another bottle
A twist of fate
Only 27 but Heaven can't wait
Kurt's
the king and the queen went
Back to the green
But you can never go back
There again
Brenda and Eddie had had it
Already by the summer of '75
From
I'll take you by the hand when you're alone
And we can go to town
Ah, ah, ah, ah, Mrs. Corazón
I'll charge you by the dime and by the dome
And we can
wanted out of town
She was better than the sum of all of us anyhow
She still stops by whenever she can
She's tougher than my brother with a balled left
depends
I relapsed twice after I
Came outta Brighton then yeah, rehab's nice
I had my name up in lights again
You see that's why I can't
Decipher what life
'Cause you look even better than the photos
I can't find your house, send me the info
Drivin' through the gated residential
Found out I was comin', sent
. (bottle)
If there's some way that
We can take back the wrong that we created we can change that,
Don't turn your head the other way
Your born to save
for that)
Brown paper bag (we the best)
Just pulled over in my 7-5
Big bottle on the dash, hope he let me slide
Got 20 in the trunk you can bet me
bottle with you baby
'Cause I really want to make this little bell ring.
Ding dong, ding.
I feel cold and I want to get you by my side
I feel
apologized, the thirst real
When she hit this thinking to herself, "Damn this verse real"
Rehab out in Vegas, that made this a murdered sin
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