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.
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