There was a time I hated and I despised
All the rhymn and the reason of everyday life
So I took a step back and I dove head over heels
I was going through the motions when the bottle took the wheel
Why, tell me why,
Did it never cross my mind?
I'd die if I lied
Said I'd never find the lie
That broken heart, that broken bottle
They represent the brokeness that I have seen
I grew through pain, it set me free
May your vice be your victory
I was a man on the corner with a story to tell
Bout a woman and her children with the daddy in jail
See when times got rough that's when I took it on my own
You carried us to the top and you go at it alone
Tell you one time
There was a bottle on the right and a bullet to the left
And I cried that whole night
Cause it was the night my freedom left
That broken heart, that broken bottle
They represent the brokeness that I have seen
I grew through pain, it set me free
May your vice be your victory
When hate plants a seed, it eats you away
It digs a little deeper til it's digging your grave
Then demons get loose, they eat you away
They dig a little deeper til they're digging your grave
Digging your grave
That broken heart, that broken bottle
They represent the brokeness that I have seen
I grew through pain, it set me free
May your vice be your victory
May your vice be your victory
May your vice be your victory

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