[Danny:]
Pour me, pour me, pour me another.
It holds me, it holds me, like no other.
One more drink, then I swear that I’m going home.
Truth is, I don’t really have a place to go.
So pour me, pour me, pour me another.
[J3T:]
I wake up right about the mid-afternoon.
With the sun in the sky, but night’s coming soon.
And I walk to the mirror just to fix myself.
Yeah, life gets harder when you love nothing else.
So I pick my pills from the counter drawer.
Pick my self-esteem up off the fucking floor.
I guess I’m a man of no recourse.
As I crack another bottle, got no remorse.
And I’ll say a little prayer for the child in me.
I swear I used to be what I truly believe.
That I’m not just a man with these broken dreams.
That even I can go to heaven if I part the sea.
So…
[Danny:]
Pour me, pour me, pour me another.
It holds me, it holds me, like no other.
One more drink, then I swear that I’m going home.
Truth is, I don’t really have a place to go.
So pour me, pour me, pour me another.
[J3T:]
People get sick and they watch you bleed.
When you fall from the top, boy you better believe.
At the bottom they got just, yeah, just what you need.
But at the bottom you can’t swim, ’cause you drink up the sea.
Then we stop and we look up to the sky.
They don’t ask any questions, they ask us why.
Don’t have any answers, don’t know what to say.
Our knees getting tired, too tired to pray.
That’s when we layed down the end of the road.
We all seem to walk it, guess I walk it alone.
And I’m not just a man with these broken dreams.
Even I can go to heaven if I part the sea.
So…
[Danny:]
Pour me, pour me, pour me another.
It holds, it holds me, like no other.
One more drink, then I swear that I’m going home.
Truth is, I don’t really have a place to go.
So pour me, pour me, pour me another…
Time just seems to go on and on, on and on, and on and on.
Life inside a bottle all alone, all alone, the bottle’s gone.
[J3T:]
I’m not just a man with these broken dreams.
Even I can go to heaven if I part the sea.
[Danny:]
What’s life inside a bottle if it’s gone?
[J3T:]
One more song and I’m finally free.
I’ll meet you here in heaven, between the sea.
‘Cause I’m not just a man with these broken dreams.
Even I can go to heaven if I part the sea.
So…
[Danny:]
Pour me, pour me, pour me another.
It holds me, it holds me, like no other.
One more drink, then I swear that I’m going home.
Truth is, I don’t really have a place to go.
So pour me, pour me, pour me another…
Pour me, pour me.
Pour me, pour me.
Pour me another…
Pour me, pour me.
Pour me, pour me.
Pour me another.
—————–
Pour Me
Hollywood Undead
최근 댓글