A Broken Bottle Of Whiskey

oh my god, the situation is getting out of control

pull the trigger, its the solution
im hoping to live one second longer
just take a deep breath, and feel the burden
my fucking gun is the mighty thunder

just take a deep breath, and feel the burden
my fucking gun is the mighty thunder

trapped in my loneliness, we seem to think too much, think to much
found in your solitude, its like i learn to live, lear to live

open your lungs, and breath this air
polution of lies, cutting through your skin

holy is my heart, that survived to their taint
holy is my soul, to decline what i deserve
a simple soldier untold of the danger
the will of men won't bend to my favor

trapped in my loneliness, we seem to think too much, think to much
found in your solitude, its like i learn to live, learn to live

trapped in my loneliness