Eyedea Bottle Dreams Lyrics

Bottle Dreams Lyrics

Everyone knew she was a special young girl



From her neighbors to her teachers



Some labeled her a prodigy, others called her a genius



It was amazing the way she could play the violin



It made it hard for people to believe that she only ten



But behind every brilliant mind there lies a monster



This one just so happened to be her father



See daddy was sick, he'd get a rush by playin touchy touch



And tellin her to keep it hush



It was his seceret way of loving that he needed someone he could trust



Fucked her head up, sayin if Momma was alive she'd be so proud of us



So she'd hide the desire to die



But if you paid close attention you could see the sorrow in her eyes



Walking around in the only real hell



No one would ever think she'd have such a story to tell



Afraid to go home, afraid to talk, afraid of cryin



She was too young to even know why







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And everyday she'd go to the river with a message in a bottle sayin



'Please, God help me I don't wanna live to see tommarow'



Each day she'd scrounge for a tiny shread of hope



Just to wish the bottle would stay afloat



But every single solitary day, the bottle seems to sink



I don't know why but the bottle always sinks



She never sees it happen, but the bottle always sinks



Now only the bottom of the river knows what she really thinks







She made that violin sing with so much pain



You could almost hear her scream through the strange vibrations



What was once sweet and innocent



Is now riding with the phsychotic father



Chose to probe the flowers of the pure and sacred



Her instrument was a rolly tongue



To express the infinite abuse in it's depths



At night the footsteps crept to her door and she'd begin to shake and weap



And with tears rolling down her cheeks she's pretend she was asleep



When the nightmare was over, and the sun dawn is light



She'd retreat to the same place she always did



Rip a page from her diary, and write with all her might



Then send it off into the current, determined to find a way to live







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Being a victim of her daddy's hands for so long



She lost the will to move on



Sick of picking up her violin to hide from what's wrong



Exausted, but stayin strong



She tried to play the bright side, but couldn't bring herself to make 



nothing but sad songs



Sick of that sick feeling that stays in her stomach



Sick of waiting for a rescue by someone who found one of her bottles



Sick of being daddy's little seceret



She got up at the crack of day and smashed her violin into pieces



Then proceeded to walk towards the river with a plan



Only this time the diarhea bottle was in her hand



Just walk with herself, away from the hell



Not no one at the river bottom liein in all the cries for help



It was weeks before they found her dead body



Some fisherman reeled it from the water



like something from a detective novel



Diagonosis: suicide, stemed from desperation



Was near where she drowned they found about 500 messages in sunken bottles