Shots of Misery.

Everytime they ask you something,
you hide your eyes,
you look down on them,
while you put up words into lies.

So give yourself another shot,
your life's almost over, honey,
look above, you may be an angel
but you're tied in a knot,
going to Hell for the things that you've done.

Everyday, you make up another lie,
what a messed up mind you're trying to hide,
but the found you,
they found you.

But everytime they ask you something,
you hide your eyes,
you look down on them,
and put up words into lies.

People try to discover what your real name is,
but everyday's like a new meeting,
'cause you change your name and your face,
and you try to change your feelings,
but they just won't go away.

So give yourself another shot,
before they come again,
'cause they're coming again,
your life's almost over,
doesn't it mean anything,
'cause he's buried alive,
and you're still lying.