Live in the bottom of a bottle

Live  in the bottom of a bottle

Storms coming I’m looking for shelter

I see you but the glass is empty

You’re the lighthouse but my boat is drifting
 
I set a point something to go after

You point me to the shore but I need a little more

Something within me is missing boat drifting

I set my compass back to us but I’m lost
 
Many days have past where did we lose our principles

I ship myself off to you

I see you in my sleep

Tides are turning but time comes around

Time has come to shut this bullshit down
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