Bottles (album)

by WOLVEZ

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Written by Wolvez unless otherwise noted.

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released January 31, 2014

Erik: all instruments/vocals.

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Track Name: Best Joint In Town
I was wrong, you were right
I came on too strong, like a bull in fright
But it's alright. I'm heading out
Goin down, to the best joint in town

They got deep kegs, top shelf's just right
A little kickin' band, and the worst bar fights

If you got them blues, don't fret or fight
Just head on down, to the best joint in town

Tell me I'm a fool, say I got no right
As long as I break my back to keep his check book tight
He can take that pot of gold, that he dangles high
and buy us all a round, at the best joint in town

They got deep kegs, top shelf's just right
A little kickin' band, and the worst bar fights

If you got them blues, don't fret or fight
Just head on down, to the best joint in town
Track Name: Coulda Wrote A Book About It
So sad what happened when you asked them
but you knew you were setting yourself up
I pulled up at the right time, as you were storming out

I coulda wrote a book about it

Takes so much money & time just to get you high
down down when you should be up
I know it's my fault along with everyone else

I coulda wrote a book about it

Just wanna pick you up and shake you
like as paper bag you'd tear right up
It's good to be legit for whatever fool gives a shit

I coulda wrote a book about it

Got your scheme now chase it
or like your face, it'll wrinkle right up
They're all pacing and waiting
but they never saw you come and they didn't see you go

I coulda wrote a book about it
Track Name: Digging My Roots In
Spent a lot of time running
ain't slowing down
Am I gonna cave in
Will I lose or win
Look me up, I'm in the book
Drop 'round
Are you gonna come in
or ring the bell and ditch

Digging my heels in
Spend the day slumming

I knew the fast train would jump the track
Saw it coming ahead, went back to bed

Digging my heels in
Puttin them roots in
Track Name: Where The Drunkards Go
I was drinking whiskey
beer by the barrel full
I was acting like I owned the place
out where the drunkards go

whiskey on the rocks
cold as the winter snow
I was feeling sorry for myself
out where the drunkards go

there ain't no trace
of logic in the face
in the mirror I see
open that can, I'm jumpin' in
there ain't no soft place for this aching head to land

I was drinking whiskey
beer by the barrel full
I was acting like I owned the place
out where the drunkards go

- solo -

give me your hand
I can hardly stand
walking is a mystery to me
bourbon straight
just a taste
ain't no place in this world where I can lay my head in grace

if I see you tomorrow
what will my memory be
better stick to where I know myself
out where the drunkards go
Track Name: I Will Haunt You
next time you feel a chill in the room, it will be me running fingers down your neck

I will haunt you

be wise, leave a light in the dark, or I'll be that spark that races through the night, from me to you

those were the days
lost outside the maze
raindrops were everywhere
we were dry evermore
smiling face to face
wasting through the days
sadness not a trace
but then you sent me my to my grave

next time, that shadow drifts across the room
and you awaken in shivers and shakes

I will haunt you
Track Name: Diamond Dust
When you can just make out the door
but can't crawl that far across the floor
Get a grip on the vision spin, think it over

Did your friends leave you for dead
Is all that as much as you bled
Are you a fool for giving up, or giving under

Are you ready to take some more
Keep it all down here on the floor
Would you call it an even exchange
Think it over

I take this and I give you that
Once gone, it ain't coming back
Trade some dust for a mile or rust

Work me over for some diamond dust