Wine & Depression

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