In Flames - Bottled

Bottled

I really dont have anything to say
Just pass me by
Dont ask me the same questions
Just deny Imthe re
Like the time around me
This room is filled with nothing
Fell awkward in a place with many
Leave this space to me
I channel the pain through this
The paper, the pen, your eyes
To stare into whats next
It frightens me
No control, no reward
Imin circles again
Sti will and breathless
I dont care whats behind
To you I look for energy
To catch my breath again
The world looks old to me
Tonight I drink myself sober
Soon this could be over
Tale a picture of the pale
New morning knocking
Feels just like always
Pen down my regrets
I reach to you again.