You know what you feel
but you are too scared to speak
It’s your head’s desire
but your voice too blunt and weak
There’s got to be a way to release this
from my mind
Unhappy with the pressure building
one day at a time

I have a friend who will speak for me
Bottled up outside me, soon to be consumed
A ventriloquist can’t exist without his dummy

It’s just a high you get to help your innocence
speak you mind
Unable to reason with the circumstance
of everyday life

I have a friend who will speak for me
Bottled up outside me, soon to be consumed
A ventriloquist can’t exist without his dummy

Opportunities arising everywhere,
still not the place or time
to bring it out into the open, it’s the end of the line
In my head the torment dwells, it has its own debate
Confusion, am I gutless? - Or is this a test of fate?

Nip by nip he introduces himself
Whether you want to know him or not
He’s got something to say to you
Straight to this point no questions asked,
he’ll put you down
Eight years of bottled up
You gave him life by the twist of a cap

Now my friend he fucken speaks for me,
destroys and abuses, everything he sees,
commonly known as alcohol, it’s a social disease

Nip by nip this fucker introduces himself
Whether you want to know or not
Don’t forget, he’s got something to say to you

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