pass me the bottle they’re closing up this town your mind is so shallow turning my life upside down it feels like a noose around my neck cutting of my air pulling out my hair it feels like i’m burning in the wreck it’s like nobody cares like i was never there so pour those drinks and we’ll watch them fade away pass me the bottle so many to despise stick to my motto that everybody dies it feels like a knife against my neck spilling out my blood like i knew it would it feels like i’m screaming in the wreck this life i had was good but instead i leave this world so pour those drinks and we’ll watch them fade away pass me the bottle my spirit’s running low start up the slaughter there’s nowhere left to go it feels like a gun against my head blowing out my brains killing all my pain we’re the vultures picking at the dead we’ll never be the same there’s nothing left to gain so pour those drinks and we’ll watch them fade away