Wine and Depression Lyrics

So here it comes again.
That self-inflicted pain.
The popped cork and glass.
On your a**
I got the wine and depression
coming on so fast.
Blinding intentions
see the eyelids crash.
Digging for dollars
through the holes burning.
Wine and depression
yeah gonna win�

I got wine and depression.
And I�m feeling like I gotta move.
Wine and depression
the only mixed drink I approve.
When the time and conditions
drown this sinking thinking man,
I screw myself, pop the cork,
and let the river bend.
So let me dive right in.
Tears are my best friends.
I�ll wallow while I can.
While I can�
Maybe it�s whining depression,
I�m a little brat.
When the wine gets depressing
I�ll try another hat.
For now it�s lamp shades
and some belly laughs.
I got the wine and depression
it�s a gas gas gas.
It�s gonna pass.