"Diary Of An Alcoholic (10 Shots)" lyrics

All it takes is one shot to get me feeling myself and have the devil knocking at my door
All it takes is two shots to numb this pain, have me thinking I'm fine and I need to drink more
All I need is three shots to take this weight of anxiety and throw it out and go explore
And buy that fourth shot I'm slurring my words and don't recognize myself anymore
Buy that fifth and that sixth I'm trippin' and by that seventh I know I gotta take eight
Nine shots means I'm getting home real late and ten shots is all that it takes

To have a night I won't remember
Life's a bitch and it's probably 'cause I upset her
We get one but the F.O.M.O. from missing fun will have me looking back later wishing I treated her better
My future self's screaming whenever I take a sip
Telling me I'm drowning and sinking and can't swim
That I should slow down and stop 'cause somebody might get hit
Like how I should have just stopped at the stop sign I just missed
These spirits taking the happiness out my soul
Jacking Daniel of moments this whiskey's taking a toll
Tequila shots on these rocks I'm dodging trying to avoid
They hit me reopen wounds now I'm drinking to fill a void
This alcoholic story is one I didn't expect
Diary full of pages I'm bleeding on to forget
Paying for all my sins in the currency called regret
The re-spending it on the alcohol knowing it won't help

All it takes is one shot to get me feeling myself and have the devil knocking at my door
All it takes is two shots to numb this pain, have me thinking I'm fine and I need to drink more
All I need is three shots to take this weight of anxiety and throw it out and go explore
And buy that fourth shot I'm slurring my words and don't recognize myself anymore
Buy that fifth and that sixth I'm trippin' and by that seventh I know I gotta take eight
Nine shots means I'm getting home real late and ten shots is all that it takes

I'm not happy with the path that I chose
I water the tree of addiction, it's no wonder it grows
I try to picture life sober, so I strike me a pose
But the image never develops or it's over-exposed
When I subtract it, it gets added to the places I go
If I divide it, it multiplies and the sum as a whole
Equals my life falling can't exponentially grow
Because I'm too damn drunk to walk up the slippery slope
Why didn't anybody tell me that alcohol was a drug?
That who you are as a man is never enough?
That social drinking and popping bottles in clubs
Is drinking until you die disguised as living it up?
I'm crying in this booth having conversations with God
Starting is so easy, quitting is so hard
Praying that I escape, find a way out the dark
Feels like I'm in a prison, all I'm seeing is bars
Everywhere that I turn, everywhere that I look
Water's turning to wine like Jesus did in the book
And the thought of the Bible teaching sobriety got me shook
Because maybe it was a metaphor that I misunderstood
And as I sit here drinking, ignoring every call
Looking back on my life, moments I can't recall
Haunt me, taunt me, forced me to crawl
Laugh at my pain, pray that I fall

All it takes is one shot to get me feeling myself and have the devil knocking at my door
All it takes is two shots to numb this pain, have me thinking I'm fine and I need to drink more
All I need is three shots to take this weight of anxiety and throw it out and go explore
And buy that fourth shot I'm slurring my words and don't recognize myself anymore
Buy that fifth and that sixth I'm trippin' and by that seventh I know I gotta take eight
Nine shots means I'm getting home real late and ten shots is all that it takes