Wine is fine but whiskey's quicker Suicide is slow with liquor Take a bottle, drown your sorrows Then it floods away tomorrows away tomorrows
Evil thoughts and evil doings Cold, alone you hang 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 traveling at full throttle It's catching you but you don't see The Reaper's you and the Reaper is me
Breaking laws, locking doors But there's no one at home Made 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 really about