More songs by Josh Ross
Description
The night is like an umbrella for your feelings: the more you drink, the easier it is to hide photos in the far reaches of your memory. The fear of facing sobriety sounds almost like a rule - better another shot than a conversation with your own thoughts. Mom prays somewhere between the lines, and your hands already remember the familiar gesture of “one more,” because the sober version leads too quickly to memories. Awkward bitterness and warm pity coexist - and that's the whole point: it's uncomfortable to cry like an adult, so it's easier to pretend that everything is fine until this background wears out.
Lyrics and translation
Original
I poured a bottle down the drain last night
Then I went and picked up another
I can't pretend like I don't know why
Lord, help my praying mother
I been getting gone since you got gone
I ain't even tried out moving on
Guess I ain't as tough as I thought I was all along
'Cause I'm scared of getting sober
'Cause it's all downhill the second I do
Yeah, I'm scared of getting sober
'Cause sober me's gonna start thinking 'bout you
So I'ma pour another so I don't have to
All them pictures in the back of my mind
Don't need to come out from hiding
You won't see a single tear in my eye
But this is my way of crying
I been getting gone since you got gone
I ain't even tried out moving on
Guess I ain't as tough as I thought I was all along
'Cause I'm scared of getting sober
'Cause it's all downhill the second I do
Yeah, I'm scared of getting sober
'Cause sober me's gonna start thinking 'bout you
So I'ma pour another so I don't have to
Whoa
I'm scared of getting sober
'Cause it's all downhill the second I do
Yeah, I'm scared of getting sober
'Cause sober me's gonna start thinking 'bout you
So I'ma pour another so I don't have to