Diary Of An Alcoholic (10 shots) by Dax song Lyrics and video

Lyrics (English)

All it takes 1 shot to get me feeling myself
and have the devil knocking at my door.
All it takes 2 shots to numb this pain
have me thinking I’m fine and need to drink more.
All I need is 3 shots to take this weight of anxiety
and throw it out and go explore,
and buy that 4th shot I’m slurring my words
and don’t recognize myself anymore.
Buy that 5th and that 6th I’m Trippin,
and by that 7th I know I gotta take 8.
9 shots means I’m getting home real late
and 10 shots is all that it takes.

To have a night I won’t remember.
Life’s a B*TCH 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.
(JACK)ing 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(pain) for all my SINS in the CURRENCY called REGRET,
then re-spending it on alcohol knowing it won’t help.

All it takes 1 shot to get me feeling myself
and have the devil knocking at my door.
All it takes 2 shots to numb this pain
have me thinking I’m fine and need to drink more.
All I need is 3 shots to take this weight of anxiety
and throw it out and go explore,
and buy that 4th shot I’m slurring my words
and don’t recognize myself anymore.
Buy that 5th and that 6th I’m Trippin,
and by that 7th I know I gotta take 8.
9 shots means I’m getting home real late
and 10 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 gets ADDED to the places I go.
If I DIVIDE 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 anyone 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 i
s drinking until you DIE disguised as LIVING IT UP?
I’m crying in this booth having conversations with God.
Starting is 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,
waters 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 [re-call],
haunt me, taunt me, forced me to crawl,
laugh at my pain, pray that I fall!

All it takes 1 shot to get me feeling myself
and have the devil knocking at my door.
All it takes 2 shots to numb this pain
have me thinking I’m fine and need to drink more.
All I need is 3 shots to take this weight of anxiety
and throw it out and go explore,
and buy that 4th shot I’m slurring my words
and don’t recognize myself anymore.
Buy that 5th and that 6th I’m Trippin,
and by that 7th I know I gotta take 8.
9 shots means I’m getting home real late
and 10 shots is all that it takes.

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