Whiskey Breath Video (MV)

Another Sunday morning
Reflecting on an empty soul
And the remnants of innocents
Left along the road
This dark and hollowed hurting
That keeps burning in my chest
Can't be covered up by cigarettes
Or the whiskey on my breath
I confess I confess
I embrace that failure
Is the basis of my nature
Everything I claim to love
Is just more proof of what I hate here
I can't wait until the smoke clears
And the tears dry from my eye
They've been drowning me for years
And probably will until I die
Till I die Till I die
I'll be basking in another
Blacked out faded memory
Reminiscing of a time
I was longing to be free
To be free To be free