Before The Soul Goes To Waste Lyrics
I was young, and fragile, when the liquor took hold
It came as a friend, but it left as a foe
And if I could go back to the very first sip
I’d clean up the wound that the booze bandaged
Two fifths of whiskey to start the night off
Get drunk with the moon, go to bed with the sun
Next mornin’, the taste of familiar regret
Sip on the poison, slow death’s what you get
The cravin’ is worse than last night
If I don’t quit soon it’ll claim me for life
I’m scared to try one more time
‘Cause when I relapse, it feels like a crime
There was a time when drinkin’ felt like makin’ love
Now that woman wants more, but I’ve had enough
I’m weary, and I’m a fool, for falling in temptation
It pulls all my strings and dilutes the hesitation
But the cravin’ is worse than last night
If I don’t quit soon it’ll claim me for life
I’m scared to try one more time
‘Cause when I relapse, it feels like a crime
‘Cause when I relapse, it feels like a crime
I don’t trust the bottle or its intentions for my life
It wakes up the ghosts that my father left behind
And if I must return to my old, deranged ways
Get rid of the body, before the soul goes to waste
