Tom: A
Intro:
Wine is fine, but whiskey's quicker
Verse
Suicide is slow with liquor Take a bottle drown
your sorrows then it floods away tomorrow
away tomorrow
Evil thoughts and evil doings
cold, alone you hand in ruins Thought that you'd escape
the reaper you can't escape the master keeper
'Cause you feel life's unreal and you're living a lie such a shame who's to
blame, and you're wondering why. Then you ask from your cask "Is there life
after birth?"
What you sow can mean hell on this earth
Hell on this earth
Now you live inside a bottle the reaper's travling at
full throttle. It's getting you but you don't see
The reaper's you and the reaper is me Breaking laws, knocking
doors, but there's no one at home make your bed, rest your head but you lie
there and moan
Where to hide? Suicide is the only way out. Don't you know what it's
realy about?
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