Story Behind The Song
A loss off innocence leads to a downward spiral into addiction and depression. How can you trust yourself when you constantly put yourself in these horribly compromising situations, and the only solace that can be found is in a bottle or pipe.
| Song Length |
3:41 |
Genre |
Rock - Grunge |
Lyrics
Ceiling is so far away when you're on the bathroom floor
I smell like bourbon from the night before
Ceiling is so far away when you're on the bathroom floor
I smell like bourbon from the night before
Wish I had the innocence of a little girl
Empathetic eyes in a sick sad world
Black slip dress drenched in sweat
In bed with some guy I just fucking met
Vomit in my hair that's now pulled back
How am I not six feet under yet?
A voice in the night told me to stay inside
I can't trust myself til I am someone else
Hope is behind me, I'm not worth saving
Don't miss me baby, can't help the craving
Oh no it's here again, Mom's voice inside my head
From her front lawn into a greeting card
How come you're so dumb If you're so fucking smart?
I sit up and grab a glass bowl
Filled with weed
Glazed with blue swirl
Wish I had the innocence of a little girl
Empathetic eyes
In a sick sad world
Smoke a cigarette
To yoga class
Read a self help book
Then throw it in the trash
A voice in the night told me to stay inside
I can't trust myself til I am someone else
Hope is behind me, I'm not worth saving
Don't miss me baby, can't help the craving
The ceiling is so far away
When you're on the bathroom floor
I got more bourbon from the liquor store
vomit in my hair that's now pulled back
how am i not six feet under yet?
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