When life get us down there are so many ways that we can choose to cope with it. Some people write, some make music, some people dance, and some decide to allow substances to take the reigns. I personally have never fallen too deep to recover. However, sadly some do.
This song is about the realization that you can be your own solution to the problem just as easy as you can be your own cause. Simply ignoring a gunshot wound is not going to make it disappear. Healing is hard and difficult process which requires effort. However, the reward for this effort often outweighs the struggle.
Instruments Used:
Banjo
Voice
Acoustic Guitar
Bass Guitar
Slide Guitar
Guitar Case
Shaker
Car Keys
Washboard
lyrics
I must admit it seems I’ve misplaced my cool.
As all my demons have caught up,
And I’m playing their fool.
Its not as easy as it all may seem,
When your nightmares are creeping up into you dreams.
And the whisky hits the rocks.
And the whisky hits the rocks.
I’ve got this feeling a fear of the unknown.
As my lungs they collapse,
And my rib cage implodes.
As they draw closer now my skin torn to shreds,
At this rate it’ll be no time before I am dead.
And the whisky hits the rocks.
And the whisky hits the rocks.
Now a moment of clarity amongst the obscene.
As a break in the wind allows me to breath.
I wipe clear my eyes,
Amongst the blurs I see.
That these demons ripping my flesh are mirror images,
Of me.
And the whisky hits the rocks.
And the whisky hits the rocks.
And the whisky hits the rocks.
And the whisky hits the rocks.
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