Red Wine & Xanax - Kyle Lucas

Red wine and Xanax

Vicodin and my girlfriend

Percocet and our problems

Life turned to a whirlwind

Trying to figure it out

Where it all went wrong

‘Cause I feel her slipping away

So now I’m just trying to hold on

The beat drop and her heart stop

Mad at me so she screams

Says she feels so trapped

Reasons she she can’t leave

So she takes down like two Xans, some chardonnay and some weed

Find ourselves in the same position

That we were trapped last week

Problems never really disappears they just reappear

Now im well aware

That this cycle we’re in mixed Vicodin and it constantly repeats

This apartment turned into a pharmacy, self medicate can’t hardly leave

We hate each other, we love each other, that’s half of my heart she’s part of me

But I burry it down so hard to reach

No emotion just arguing

And I can see the change in her face, when the poison it pumps through her all

of her arteries

And feels like were locked in prison

Never take time to stop and listen

Crush them and sniff them on top the counter

Every single time we inside the kitchen

High til we crash like a car collision

Used to be happy lost our vision

Love vs. drugs is the competition;

Loving me has been a contradiction (I know)

Red wine and Xanax

Vicodin and my girlfriend

Percocet and our problems

Life turned to a whirlwind

Trying to figure it out

Where it all went wrong

‘Cause I feel her slipping away

So now I’m just trying to hold on

Ok the beat drop and my heart stops

Percocet in my jeans

Take out a handful

Then we take two of each

Melt away in this bed of ours, fighting it seems to cease

Reality is just problem filled, we’d rather just live in a dream

Use to be fun and games

Now we do it just to get by

Love the drugs, love the rush

But the come down’s worse than the high

At first it was all just Rock and Roll, can’t pinpoint when we lost control

Went from weed in the optimo- blowing shotgun rings, lock and load

Now its like we lost all hope, changed from an open road

Opiate overload

Praying to God we don’t overdose

We can make it out alive

I just gotta say goodbye

You just gotta break all ties

I just gotta pay no mind

Someones gotta take some action

Gotta get up out the madness

Pack your bags, you can leave the baggage

Take the good times, leave the sadness

Red wine and Xanax

Vicodin and my girlfriend

Percocet and our problems

Life turned to a whirlwind

Trying to figure it out

Where it all went wrong

‘Cause I feel her slipping away

So now I’m just trying to hold on