Not The Author - Cocktails and Clichés Lyrics

Take me, use me, throw me away
I'm going sideways, it's doomsday

Strung out, hung out, burning a lung out
Chasing half measures with a pill and a plague
Cut it, swallow; embrace the hollow
Shaken not stirred, are my words feeling vague

I know I'm the issue, I know I'm the problem
I know I'm getting in my own way
When I try to solve them, my efforts all dissolve in
Cocktails and Clichés
Cocktails and Clichés

It's been chewing away at me
These demons continue to feed
And I smash the temple in me
Smoke chains won't set me free

I know I'm the issue, I know I'm the problem
I know I'm getting in my own way
When I try to solve them, my efforts all dissolve in
Cocktails and Clichés
Cocktails and Clichés

I'm spinning out
And it preys, it preys
I'm spitting out
Cocktails and clichés
I'm spinning out and it preys, it preys
I'm spitting out Cocktails and clichés
I'm spinning out and it preys, it preys

I know I'm the issue, I know I'm the problem
I know I'm getting in my own way
When I try to solve them, my efforts all dissolve in
Cocktails and Clichés
Cocktails and Clichés

I'm spinning out and it preys, it preys
I'm spitting out Cocktails and clichés
I'm spinning out and it preys, it preys

I'm spinning out and it preys, it preys
I'm spitting out Cocktails and clichés
I'm spinning out and it preys, it preys

Prey, Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey, Pray
Prey, Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey, Pray, Prey, Pray