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Tom MacDonald

Downhill

 

Downhill

(álbum: Therapy - 2017)


Fingers yellow from the cigarette smoke
Heart broke from a girl back home
I dunno, six beers, this fear of growing lonely and old sets in
Couple shots and it's gone
Bloody knuckles and a hole in the wall
Scratchy throat from singing love songs at the top of my lungs
Awkward and young, caught me being sloppy and drunk, I regret it
Still ain't even close to getting sober yet, the liquor tryna kill me
Grip the bottle like a cobra's neck
My ship is in a bottle, put the cap over the open end
You locked me out the bedroom
I been sleeping on the sofa bed but that was years ago
Your ghost is like my only friend
These days she stays trapped inside my bones and veins
I wonder if I did it all again would it be different?
When you yelled at me to be a better man I wish I listened
And I was wrong, now I'm gone, watching from a distance

I been guilty of way too many things
And I've been filthy but I always did my best for you
I did my best for you

One shot brings your memory back
One more makes me say your name
Three shots and I really relax
One more brings back all the pain
And it's all downhill from here
And it's all downhill from here, no no, no, no, no, no

The tattoos on my face are fading quickly from the sun
I bet you'd love to see me now, you always said that they were dumb
I tried cleaning up my act a bit, you wouldn't know the half of it
I haven't been wasted at the flea market for months and that's a big improvement
I ripped my blue jeans and got some new ones so I didn't look so slummy at the pub
I think that I've matured, I guess I needed to be hurt
I guess I really needed silence so you really could be heard
Damn, voice raspy, bad habits dug they claws in
Burying the skeletons I kept inside the closet
The bourbon and the cigarettes and Ativan I'm popping
Got me calmer than the sea, swallowed keys keep me locked in

I been guilty of way too many things
And I've been filthy but I always did my best for you
I did my best for you

One shot brings your memory back
One more makes me say your name
Three shots and I really relax
One more brings back all the pain
And it's all downhill from here
And it's all downhill from here, no no, no, no, no, no

feito

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