She said I got a drinking problem
But I don’t got problem drinking though
I solve my problems with bottle
And drink until I feel my face no more
Demons comin’ so it’s hard for me to relax
My vision blurry it’s hard for me not to relapse
So fuck it I’ve been drinking
I’m scared of death and I mean that
And I mean that
Bad habits I smoke it like I’m a drug addict
I try to quit but seemingly I’m not good at it
Rockstar she know I’m a rockstar
I know it’ll kill me but I’ll never gon’ change
Fucked up rockstar in a denim jacket
Bury me with some roses inside a leather casket