Shots -

convictions lead to softly spoken lies

behind closed doors the truth is hard to find

i see salvation in the

bottom of a dirty empty glass

i’m realizing faith is

painless til you lose sight of it

please believe

if not for me

this party’s going nowhere fast

i can’t wait

for you to see

we’re takin names and kickin ass

black labels teach us stories from the past

just let me know if there’s enough to last

i think belief is just the

burning as that drink drains down your throat

my confession booth’s

a bar stool and a priest that’s let go