Livers are for Living ft. Esme Montgomery Lyrics

Welcome to my Addiction. A pitiable condition

The truth and the fiction. The friction between spirit and corporeal form

No longer shook when I weather the storm

Just drama then trauma every day since Im born

Trained from the pain. My wounds grown numb

The knife slides in and it feels almost fun

Cuz you cant enjoy life if it remains unchanged

But gimme the choice between joy and pain

Ive seen the truth, they both are the same

So I turned to whiskey to feel something again

I squandered my youth with no one to blame

So you can find me at the bar or at least my remains

One drink for the pain, another for the stress

I'm locked in a cycle of desire and regret

A bottle of whiskey to help me forget

Cuz livers are for living and I ain't dead yet

I'm doing damage daily my biggest enemy the apathy

The demons who would laugh at me

The addiction happened gradually it dawned on me

how this here is the apogee of the pathology my parents passed to me

I know I'm regressing but livers are for living

And the years that Im harming are the ones at the end

And what good is time if it's all you got to spend

But really it's the boredom that has me drunk again.

Alcohol is the oil that keeps me lubricated and moving along

And if it ever runs dry, the engine would die from the neglect

I think my mind would grind and the gears would catch

I've seen the sun rise on this world in its agony

There's beauty in its tragedy and pain in celebration

So I accepted happily that sedations my sole salvation

One drink for the pain, another for the stress

I'm locked in a cycle of desire and regret

A bottle of whiskey to help me forget

Cuz livers are for living and I ain't dead yet

This drink is no curse. In fact, I feel blessed

But why do I drink when it makes me depressed

The pain proves I'm alive, but I still wonder why

I could break free of it but I don't even try

One drink for the pain, another for the stress

I'm locked in a cycle of desire and regret

A bottle of whiskey to help me forget

Cuz livers are for living and I ain't dead yet