Vice Grip Lyrics - Together/apart - Grieves

[Verse 1:] 

Look at what the cat dragged in, still breathing last night's air 

Hand shaking cause the vice never fights fair 

And you're relating cause you struggle with the same shit 

And wrote the threat of addiction off with the same sip 

Drowning, holding on to anything and everything around me, 

Staring down the barrel of a browning 

Scowering, looking for any chance that allows me 

To sip another bad taste down and devour it whole 

Young bright and bold with a bottle for a friend and a heart full of holes 

No diamond in a stocking full of coal 

Never listen to the world when it told me I should slow my roll 

It's abusive, but never hands on a women, 

Choked a couple bottle necks and pounced when I shouldn't 

If the proof is in the pudding I done ate it all up, 

Instead of savoring the taste I love 

[Hook:] 

I'm on that shit again and I don't wanna come back down 

I hold my broken crown in pieces 

Pour my last shot to the ground 

You're on that shit again, trying to overload my mound 

You always chase me round in circles till I'm forced to hit the clouds 

I won't come down 

[Verse 2:] 

What's your meaning of high, huh? 

Getting lifted on a smoke cloud, 

Moderately poisoning yourself until you zone out? 

Stick the dragon in your veins, sniffing Adderall and Cain, 

Tilt another Styrofoam cup to your mouth 

Me? I got my own way to get up, 

Starts with a rocks glass and ends with a hiccup 

And all the while I've been camouflaging my symptoms 

Like I don't do the harder drugs cause I slip up 

Slip up - yeah that kid slipped up, 

Rehabilitated twice and skipped straight to the pub 

I got my pops freaking out about his son 

And I'm juggling the stress of an artist by getting drunk 

No difference 

I escape like the rest of them, no thought, no faith like the rest of them 

I've been focusing and fighting so hard 

That I deserve a little bit of R&R, right? 

[Hook:] 

I'm on that shit again and I don't wanna come back down 

I hold my broken crown in pieces 

Pour my last shot to the ground 

You're on that shit again, trying to overload my mound 

You always chase me round in circles till I'm forced to hit the clouds 

I won't come down 

[Verse 3:] 

I never claimed to be a saint, shit 

I built a life off of mishaps 

And cheers proudly to my flaws with a chipped glass 

The sick fact is I'm happy when I'm shit-canned 

At least a little bit, I smile like a lit candle 

But I'm aware that I'm just blinded by the blanket of it 

And stress doesn't get relinquished just by drinking something 

And I don't know if I'm addicted to the feeling or the fact 

That I can make a little exit without thinking of it 

Hell, I guess I'm showing all the signs huh? 

And redirecting to where alcohol defines fun 

And I'll admit that I've been known to have a good time, 

But promised that I'd never cross the line 

But never learned to draw it, call it, write it with a goal, 

Make it so the night train never gets to go 

I'm as vulnerable as any of you other Joe Shmoe's 

And got a couple little vices of my own. 

[Hook:] 

I'm on that shit again and I don't wanna come back down 

I hold my broken crown in pieces 

Pour my last shot to the ground 

You're on that shit again, trying to overload my mound 

You always chase me round in circles till I'm forced to hit the clouds 

I won't come down 

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