Story Behind The Song
Song about alcoholism, drinking and depression. trying to escape from problems through substance abuse but instead losing friends and acting a fool.
Song Description
Take a journey through distress and pain captured with an electro up beat rhythm and flowing lyrics. A evil/dark sound is created by the electronic synth sound set
| Song Length |
2:59 |
Genre |
Pop - Electro, Electronic - Experimental |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Mood |
Distressed, Troubled |
| Subject |
Gambling, Alchohol, Beer, Wine |
Similar Artists |
The Prodigy, Oasis |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Oh my such a mean machine
You got brim to the top and a nasty sheen
Awake all day then its falling through the night
Now its back around until the mouth runs dry
You call , you pray,
But no one listen to you anyway.
You can move, you can sway,
still no listens to a word you say
Them eyes they grow pale, them eyes they grow sore
Well its Just another drink to steady the floor
No lullaby to sing yourself asleep
Now its back around onto the whiskey retreat
You call , you pray, But no one listen to you anyway.
You move, you can sway, still no listens to a word you say
Cripple cracked, all but gone
A loneliness that lasts too long
So learn learn learn to be good
Now drink a toast to your daily blood
You call , you pray, no one listen to you anyway.
You move, you will sway, still no listens to a word you say