Lyrics

So here it comes again That self-inflicted pain The popped cork and glass On your ass I got the wine and depression Coming on so fast Blinding intentions See the eyelids crash Digging for dollars Through the holes burning Wine and depression Yeah gonna win… I got wine and depression And I'm feeling like I gotta move Wine and depression The only mixed drink I approve When the time and conditions Drown this sinking thinking man I screw myself, pop the cork And let the river bend So let me dive right in Tears are my best friends I'll wallow while I can While I can… Maybe it's whining depression I'm a little brat When the wine gets depressing I'll try another hat For now it's lamp shades And some belly laughs I got the wine and depression It's a gas gas gas It's gonna pass