I come home late at night with my boots in my hands Stumble in the backdoor bein’ quite as I can And I know she’s there in bed cold and all alone And she cryin’ because I’m breakin’ up our home. And she knows the hell I’m goin’ through In this world inside my head There’s a Devil In The Bottle Lord And He wants to see me dead. I fall into her arms she helps with my clothes Guess she stays on with me cause she really knows That I’m tryin’ Lord to find my freedom By escapin’ to the only freedom I’ve ever known. And she knows the hell I’m goin’ through In this world inside my head There’s a Devil In The Bottle And He won’t rest until I’m dead. There’s a Devil livin’ In The Bottle Lord And He wants to see me dead. And it’s killin’ her too watchin’ me die this way. There’s a Devil In The Bottle And He won’t rest until I’m dead. There’s a Devil livin’ In The Bottle And He won’t rest until I’m dead. ?’s [email protected]
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