Otis Lyrics by A Small Victory

This broken bottle is empty and my throat is all but torn apart
from choking on my own teeth and i won't sleep tonight at all
you sense the silence ending but you would rather roam the dark
search for idle hands but my dear, that only starts a fever
all i wanted was to let you know,
that only starts a fever.
you're feeling down because i let you go
this ghost won't haunt me any