Artist: Chris Orrick
Album:  Portraits
Song:   Barfly
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, Chris Orrick

[Chris Orrick]
You know that feeling right before the shrooms hit?
Impending doom, living room spinning like "What did I do?"
Am I the only motherfucker who's living under this moon?
Feels like it's been twenty-nine years that I been stuck in this room
Try turning, spin the chair, you know how little I know?
Eyes burning, smell my hair, filled with cigarette smoke
And the lights are barely on, and I'm fighting back the feeling
I'll be fighting this till dawn, maybe sleeping on the lawn
But, don't look in the mirror, no
You know those issues clear up quick, you're about to tear up, no
You see that shadow coming closer, getting nearer... {*echoes*}
Get reckless when I'm introspective
With my hand across my left tit
I swear to God tomorrow morning after breakfast
I'm gonna change, I'm gonna tell all my confessions
But for now I'm talking to this whiskey bottle till there's nothing left

[Chorus]
Said I'm a bartender's best friend
A little bit too open with confessions
And I've been charged to protect him
And use my scars as my weapons
Said I'm a bartender's best friend
A little bit too open with confessions
And I've been charged to protect him
And use my scars as my weapons

[Chris Orrick]
There's not an addict in this world with no excuses
Temptation and desire, the scent of it seduces
The skill is self-control, I found it's hidden and elusive
And I'll never find the truth if I remain to be reclusive
So let me go on my adventure
Excitement to a minimum, expectations tempered
Never remembered one as cold as this December, so
Pull up a chair and let it warm you to your center
And shit, moderation's for the virtuous
Take a look around, you know the devil tends to lurk on us
Don't be afraid when the vultures start to circle us
The lot of us will die, never knowing what our purpose was
So have a drink on it or sleep on it
The tension's thick enough that you could roll your fucking weed on it {*echoes*}
You're always in the future when you live in the past
Cause bar time is fifteen minutes fast

[Chorus]