Bottled

I got a bottle full of thoughts, 'bout time I unlocked and popped
the cork
The torque
fueling the ride, fueling the fire inside
Tensions abide, friends stick by my side and if I die
Don't hang me out to dry
Taste a slice of the pie, a thorn in my pride
Thunderous thighs, on overweight guys
Only further mask, so we turn to the flask
And emasculate
can't bask in hate, the task of fate
Force us to wait, as we decay the decades
Turn to days, a meager pace, let's turn and face
These fucking demons today
That bring us the pain
Come out of the rain, there's something to gain
After all we are just people in time
We are feeble and fine, so we convince ourselves in our minds
And build a home out of pine, on a glass lake that shines
But He won't let us soon forget, cuz we beget
the Son, and think we've won, we stop this run
and face the Sun.