Fabrizio - Before the Soul Goes to Waste
Before the soul goes to waste
I was young and fragile when the liquor took hold
It came as a friend but it left as a foe
If I could go back to the very first sip
I’d clean up the wound that the booze bandaged
Two fifths of whiskey to start the night off
I’d get drunk with the moon go to bed with the sun
Next morning, the taste of familiar regret
You sip on the poison, slow deaths what you get
But the craving is worse than last night
If I don’t quit soon it’ll claim me for life
I’m scared to try one more time
‘Cause when I relapse it feels like a crime
There was a time when drinking felt like making love
Now that woman wants more but I’ve had enough
I’m weary and I’m a fool for falling in temptation
it pulls all my strings and dilutes the hesitation
But the craving is worse than last night
If I don’t quit soon it’ll claim me for life
I’m scared to try one more time
‘Cause when I relapse it feels like a crime
‘Cause when I relapse it feels like a crime
I don’t trust the bottle or its intentions for my life
it wakes up the ghosts that my father left behind
And if I must return to my old deranged ways
Get rid of the body before the soul goes to waste
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