Bottles Warm (Single)

by Blind Man Death Stare

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Taken from the forthcoming album "IT'LL GROW ON YA" out July 26th 2017 on Arrest Records.


"IT'LL GROW ON YA" Album Launch Tour 2017:

29/7 - Dead of Winter Fest, Brisbane. w/ The Bennies, The Meanies +more!!
30/7 - Miami Shark Bar, Gold Coast. w/ Night Gaunts (NZ)
3/8 - Hamilton Hotel, Newcastle
5/8 - Dicey Riley’s, Wollongong
6/8 - Frankie’s Pizza, Sydney
11/8 - The Eastern, Ballarat
12/8 - Music Man, Bendigo
13/8 - Sooki Lounge, Belgrave
18/8 - The Brisbane Hotel, Hobart
19/8 - The Royal Oak, Launceston
25/8 - The Loft, Warrnambool
26/8 - The Crown & Anchor, Adelaide
1/9 - The Old Bar, Melbourne
2/9 - Beats & Bass Studio, Geelong
8/9 - Miami Shark Bar, Gold Coast
9/9 - Sonny’s House of Blues, Brisbane
15/9 - Valve Bar, Sydney
16/9 - The Basement, Canberra
28/9 - Valhalla, Wellington NZ
29/9 - Alternative Entertainment Bureau, Levin NZ
30/9 - Whammy Bar, Auckland NZ

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released July 12, 2017

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Track Name: Bottles Warm
BOTTLES WARM
GRAB ME A BEER I NEED TO THINK THINGS OVER. I’VE NEVER BEEN GOOD AT DOING ANYTHING SOBER. AND IF I ONLY HAVE ENOUGH CASH FOR ONE MORE, I’LL CRACK IT NOW BUT I’LL WAIT UNTIL THE BOTTLE’S WARM.

SO IT’S COME TO THIS.
ALL THESE YEARS OF HIT AND MISS, STILL PLAYING SHOWS, STILL GETTING PAID IN PISS.
NOW WITH MY ONE LAST WISH.
I CLOSE MY EYES, I CLENCH MY FIST I SMASH SOCIETY’S SOBRIETY INTO A MILLION BITS.

SICK OF WAKING UP, ALL FUCKED UP, NEVER KNOWING WHERE I AM, ALWAYS FEELING SICK, ALWAYS STINKING LIKE SHIT, WHY DO I DO THIS? AND IF I COULD, I’D GIVE IT ALL UP TOMORROW BUT I KINDA LIKE MY LIFE THE WAY IT IS.

SO IT’S COME TO THIS.
ALL THESE YEARS OF HIT AND MISS STILL PLAYING SHOWS, STILL GETTING PAID IN PISS.
AND WITH MY ONE LAST DRINK.
I GRASP MY BOTTLE DON’T STOP TO THINK THAT LIFE’S A GAMBLE IN A RIGGED GAME OF RUSSIAN ROULETTE. CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!

I CHECK MYSELF OUT OF REHAB AND STRAIGHT INTO MY DEALER’S HOUSE. I LEFT ALCOHOLICS ANONYMOUS EARLY, TO GET TO HAPPY HOUR, BEFORE THEY KICK THE PUNKS OUT!

SO KEEP DRINKING, MY FRIENDS THEY SAY IT’S BETTER FOR OUR FAILING ECONOMY. AND KEEP SMILING, I KNOW IT’S HARD WHEN YOU’RE PAYING TAX ON WHAT THEY SHOULD BE GIVING YOU FOR FREE. OR ON PRESCRIPTION, NOW MY ADDICTIONS ARE GETTING TO THE POINT WHERE THEY’RE BECOMING RIDICULOUS. SO IT’S COME TO THIS.

I’VE BEEN THINKING I’VE BEEN DRINKING I DON’T MIND, I DON’T MIND BOTTLES WARM. I DON’T MIND BOTTLES WARM.