So here it comes again   That self-inflicted pain   The popped cork and glass   On your ass      I got the wine and depression   coming on so fast   Blinding intentions   see the eyelids crash   Digging for dollars   through the holes burning   Wine and depression   yeah gonna win      I got wine and depression   And I’m feeling like I gotta move   Wine and depression   the only mixed drink I approve   When the time and conditions   drown this sinking thinking man   I screw myself, pop the cork   and let the river bend      So let me dive right in   Tears are my best friends   I’ll wallow while I can   While I can      Maybe it’s whining depression   I’m a little brat   When the wine gets depressing   I’ll try another hat   For now it’s lamp shades   and some belly laughs   I got the wine and depression   it’s a gas gas gas   It’s gonna pass