Bottoms Up Lyrics - Guitars & Microphones - Kate Pierson

Matchstick lies hypnotise 

silk pinned eyes and oral fixations 

Letters home while you roam 

clutch the past, taste the sedation 

Throw to the wind your addiction to friction and fiction 

Ride through the night, risk your life 

Bottoms up with the top down 

hit the skids and you rebound 

count the points as you run down all your friends one by one 

bottoms up with your sweets out 

when the drive is a test 

while you beat your chest all your friends have the (elft) 

Na na na na na na, Na na na na na na, Na na na na na na, oh oh oh 

our pipe dreams to delete 

incomplete 

regretting cremation 

I've high hopes, hide the rope, 

flush the dope, or my liberation 

Throw to the wind your addiction to friction and fiction 

Ride through the night, risk your life 

Bottoms up with the top down 

hit the skids and you rebound 

count the points as you run down all your friends one by one 

bottoms up with your sweets out 

when the drive is a test 

while you beat your chest all your friends have the (elft) 

Na na na na na na, Na na na na na na, Na na na na na na, oh oh oh