Album: Bloodshot Life
He drinks his whiskey and his coffee black,
days away from a heart attack
he knows...he's not getting younger
Haunted by his dreams off track,
smoke a cigarette and push 'em back,
he knows...the day is coming
I see fear in your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
Suffocating, so frustrating,
every day, the way you live your life
Filling up on empty, scripted lies
I watch you fading, desecrating everything in sight,
the trigger pulls itself without a fight,
when you're living a bloodshot life
(He's) got a vision of demons' eyes,
burnin' holes inside his mind
he knows...they're coming for him
runnin' out of second tries,
tick tock, the clock is winding down
and he ain't got shit
cus in the end...there's no time, no time, no time