Chris Orrick - Barfly lyrics

You know that feeling right
Before the shrooms hit? Impendin' doom
Living room spinnin' like "what did I do?"
Am I the only motherfucker who's
Living under this moon?
Feels like it's been twenty-nine years that
I been stuck in this room
Tried turnin', spin the chair
You know how little I know?
Eyes burnin', smell my hair
Filled with cigarette smoke
And the lights are barely on
And I'm fightin' back the feelin' I'll
Be fightin' this till dawn
Maybe sleepin' on the lawn
But, don't look in the mirror, no
You know those issues clear up quick
You're about to tear up, no
You see that shadow comin' closer
Gettin' nearer
(gettin' nearer, gettin' nearer
Gettin' nearer)
Get reckless when I'm introspective
With my hand across my left tit
I swear to God tomorrow
Morning after breakfast i'm gonna change
I'm gonna tell all my confessions
But for now I'm talkin' to this
Whiskey bottle till there's nothing left

Said I'm a bartender's best friend
A little bit too open with confessions
And I've been charged to protect him
And use my scars as my weapons
Said I'm a bartender's best friend
A little bit too open with confessions
And I've been charged to protect him
And use my scars as my weapons

There's not an addict in this
World with no excuses temptation and desire
The scent of it seduces
The skill is self-control
I found it's hidden and elusive
And I'll never find the truth if
I remain to be reclusive
So let me go on my adventure
Excitement to a minimum
Expectations tempered
Never remembered one as cold
As this December, so
Pull up a chair and let it
Warm you to your center
Shit, moderation's for the virtuous
Take a look around
You know the devil tends to lurk on us
Don't be afraid when the vultures
Start to circle us the lot of us will die
Never knowin' what our purpose was
So have a drink on it or sleep on it
The tension's thick enough that you could
Grow your fucking weed on it (weed on it)
You're always in the future when
You live in the past
'Cause bar time is fifteen minutes fast

Said I'm a bartender's best friend
A little bit too open with confessions
And I've been charged to protect him
And use my scars as my weapons
Said I'm a bartender's best friend
A little bit too open with confessions
And I've been charged to protect him
And use my scars as my weapons