Whisky

Pour me a couple of shots more

Let me pour it in to fry these sins

Tear through the thick skin

Suffocating the purity drowning constantly

Underneath it

Pour me a couple of shots more

Let the world spin around my core

Dissolving the darkness I’m carrying on my shoulders

Blocking my feathers from growing into wings

And make me fly

Pour me a couple of shots to kill me off

To burn me in the head

And boil in my blood 

As it crumbles my vessels

Combusting my organs

Pour me a couple of shots

To drink in my euphoria

As I stand burning on a stake 

By the fire of my thoughts

That never gets extinguished nor a little bit cold

So as you pour me the shots

And I drink them gayly

Know that it’s only a disguise 

From a life that’s weary

You pour, I drink, I pay and I giggle

And for naked, sexy, broken women I’ll whistle

And take them to my bed as I stutter and stumble

To hug me as I sleep for my world is empty

Pushed off a cliff by my extravagant vanity