A girl read my runes in the warm dressing room
It was then that I started to think
There has to be something really worth hunting
I reach for another strong drink
For ten lonely years
That's my reward
My ego and I, we have faced many dangers
Fear and self loathing have never been strangers
Nobody knows of the depths we have been to
All the fine messes we've got ourselves into
For ten lonely years
That's my reward
In my world far removed from the actual
Safe in my small amorality capsule
I cruise far aloof from the other world's laws
Hiding behind tinted windows and doors
I'm so tired of living, too weary to cry
Too stubborn to give in, curl up and die
This whole situation has, I must confess
All the tell-tale signs of another fine mess
I've been run aground
A ship in a bottle
Caught in the eye of the storm
Deep in my strife
Found the meaning of life
You're dying the moment you're born
My heart bears the scars even time can't disguise
If you only knew what I've seen through these eyes
Oft-times overwhelmed by the feelings of doubt
I have crawled in a bottle to shut them all out
Will I drown in the sweat of this chemical dream
With far too much blood in my alcohol stream?
When Mr. Jack Daniels has read my last rights
His friend Billy Whizz comes to turn on the lights
First we were plastered in Paris
Then we were frying in Greece
Caught between heaven and hellfire
Send for an ambulance, fetch me a priest
I've been run aground
A ship in a bottle
Caught in the eye of the storm
Deep in my strife
Found the meaning of life
You're dying the moment you're born
"A band on ship" the captain cried
We bought damnation duty-free
Now we're floating with the tide
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