Trophy Scars Addict. Addicts. Lyrics

This will be the last time that you'll ever see me blink
I'm over breaking bottles, broken hearts and rusty ink
I think it's cause I'm thinking that it's hard for me to think
Without me breathing heavy after buying you a drink
Now I'm getting older and I know that you are too
It's kinda getting hard to let go of things we do
If all of us could stop it would really help me loose
All the little problems that come with my abuse
Wait, can I put you on hold for just a little bit
My throat is getting soar and I think I'm feeling sick
Yeah I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, that's it!
My tongue is swelling up and I'm slipping down the slip...
Now you know that the joke is on you
When you realize that these shrooms go better with juice

"Hi sir! Come meet the Captain!
He wants to know your name,