Dax - 10 Shots (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Dax - 10 Shots (en) Lyrics
All it takes 1 shot to get me
feeling myself and have the devil
knocking at my door.
All it takes 2 shots to numb this
pain have me thinking I'm fine
and need to drink more.
All I need is 3 shots to take
this weight of anxiety
and throw it out and go explore,
and buy that 4th shot I'm slurring
my words and don't recognize
myself anymore.
Buy that 5th and that 6th I'm
trippin, and by that 7th
I know I gotta take 8.
9 shots means I'm getting home
real late and 10 shots
is all that it takes.
To have a night I won't remember.
Life's a BITCH and it's
probably cause I UPSET HER. We get one
but the F.O.M.O from missing fun
will have me looking back later
wishing I treated her better.
My future self's screaming
whenever I take a sip. Telling
me I'm drowning and
sinking and can't swim. That I
should slow down and stop
cause somebody might get hit,
like how I should have just
stopped at the stop sign I just
missed. These SPIRITS taking
the happiness out my SOUL.
(JACK)ing DANIEL)) of moments this
(WHISKEY's) taking a toll.
Tequila shots on these rocks I'm
dodging trying to [AVOID]
they hit me reopen wounds now I'm
drinking to fill [a-void].
This alcoholic story is one I didn't
expect. Diary full of pages
I'm bleeding on to forget.
PAYING(pain) for all my SINS in
the CURRENCY called REGRET,
then re-spending it on alcohol
knowing it won't help.
I'm not happy with the path that I chose
I WATER the TREE OF ADDICTION
it's no wonder it GROWS. I
try to PICTURE life sober
so I strike me a POSE,
but the IMAGE never DEVELOPS or it's
OVER EXPOSED. When I SUBTRACT it
gets ADDED to the places I go.
If I DIVIDE it MULTIPLIES and the
SUM as a WHOLE, EQUALS my life falling
can't EXPONENTIALLY grow
because I'm too damn drunk to
walk up the slippery SLOPE.
Why didn't anyone tell me that Alcohol
was a drug? That who you are
as a man is never enough?
That social drinking and popping
bottles in clubs is
drinking until you DIE disguised
as LIVING IT UP?
I'm crying in this booth having
conversations with God.
Starting is easy quitting is so
hard. Praying that I escape
find a way out the dark,
feels like I'm in a (PRISON),
all I'm seeing is (BARS).
Everywhere that I turn, everywhere
that I look, waters turning to wine
like Jesus did in the book
and the thought of the Bible teaching
sobriety got me shook
because maybe it was a metaphor
that I misunderstood,
and as I sit here drinking,
ignoring [every-call],
looking back on my life, moments
I can't [re-call],
haunt me, taunt me, forced
me to crawl, laugh at my pain,
pray that I fall!
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