Away - Bmike

Daddy was an alcoholic

And his daddy was an alcoholic

Mama was a rolling stone

Surprised she didn’t go psychotic

Surprised I didn’t go psychotic

Ashamed that I called him my idol

Surprised that he go the messages

Even if it was at the bottom of a bottle

I know

Whisky, whisky

Shots of the kidneys

Whisky, whisky

Shots of the brain

How many shots does a shot glass take for the eyeballs around you to not go

insane

What’s up with these walls ain’t talking

Always thought they would only listen

And I call it the land of the free

Even though it feels like it’s a prison

I’m locked up

Away, drink the night away

Away, drink the night away

Away, drink the night away

Away, drink the night away

Why you wanna know my name

Why you wanna know my number

Why you wanna feel this pain

Why you want the pressure I’m under

You don’t want the setback, you can bet that

Chicka chicka, one, two

Man, is this thing on

I don’t even recall where my head’s at

And I feel like a bear nap and a vomit

I’ve been called redhand with a gun in front of my reflection and I can not

pull up

I remember one night, I put that belt right around my neck

And I couldn’t do it

Mind state used to be 100 like losey

It’s usually a have in the place where I knew I’d be safe in

But lately the rules I’ve been braking is huge implications

Assuming you’d take me

Away, drink the night away

Away, drink the night away

Away, drink the night away

Away, drink the night away

Mama was a rolling stone

Daddy was a piece of shit

I remember sleepless nights

Where I would wanna slit my wrists

But then I got a little older and wiser

And I realized there was no turning back

Cause blood may be thicker than water but it’s not thicker than a bottle of Jack

I need to get

Away, drink the night away

Away, drink the night away

Away, drink the night away

Away, drink the night away

Why you wanna know my name

Why you wanna know my number

Why you wanna feel my pain

Why you want the pressure I’m under

Why you wanna know my name

Why you wanna know my number

Why you wanna feel my pain

Why you want the pressure I’m under