Our Own Bottle Lyrics & Chords By Azarbayejani

One, two, three! One, two, three! You gotta know how to pony like Bony Maronie Mashed Potato, do the Alligator Put your hands on your hips, let your back-bone slip Do the Watusi,...read more

I'm pushing past my stitched shut lips to speak about the same old shit Like how we're growing up but going nowhere I'm sick of all this lust we breath but my lungs just need...read more

There's a million things about me that never quite add up. But what's an empty shelf without it's dust? Why do I remain so oblivious? To the empty air in my lungs that keeps happiness...read more

Who have I become? A nervous wreck obsessed with second guessing myself (And it's getting harder to keep still) And I'm so sick of walking when my lungs are begging me to run So don't...read more

And I wish that I can speak what's on my mind But I'm better at opening old wounds And I'm running out of patience in my life to figure out what went wrong when you went away And I'm...read more