The alchooligsts

(Verse 1)
In a dim-lit tavern, where shadows dance,
There's a tale of souls lost in an alcoholic trance,
They're the alchemists of spirits, seeking solace in a glass,
Chasing dreams and drowning sorrows from their past.

(Pre-Chorus)
With trembling hands, they pour their liquid gold,
Their stories untold, as the night unfolds,
But behind the laughter, there's a silent plea,
For freedom from the chains that bind them, can't you see?

(Chorus)
Oh, alchemists of the bottle, lost in a haze,
Searching for elixirs to numb the pain that stays,
But in the depths of their souls, a fire still burns,
Yearning for redemption, a lesson to be learned.

(Verse 2)
They mix potions of amber, whiskey, and gin,
Hoping to find oblivion, to forget where they've been,
But the spirits they conjure, they hold no true cure,
Just a temporary respite, a moment obscure.

(Bridge)
In the bottom of the glass, they find their escape,
But the demons they battle, they never truly abate,
For the alchemists of the bottle, their journey is long,
A constant battle between right and wrong.

(Chorus)
Oh, alchemists of the bottle, lost in a haze,
Searching for elixirs to numb the pain that stays,
But in the depths of their souls, a fire still burns,
Yearning for redemption, a lesson to be learned.

(Verse 3)
Yet, amidst the chaos, a glimmer of hope,
A chance to break free from the slippery slope,
With love and support, they can find their way,
To a brighter tomorrow, where the darkness will sway.

(Pre-Chorus)
So let's raise a glass, not to drown our fears,
But to toast to their courage, as they face their tears,
For the alchemists of the bottle, we'll lend a hand,
Together we'll help them reclaim their promised land.

(Chorus)
Oh, alchemists of the bottle, lost in a haze,
Searching for elixirs to numb the pain that stays,
But in the depths of their souls, a fire still burns,
Yearning for redemption, a lesson to be learned.

(Outro)
May their spirits find solace, may their hearts find peace,
As they rewrite their stories, and their struggles cease,
For the alchemists of the bottle, we'll stand tall,
Together we'll conquer, and break down the wall.