Take a shot of whiskey just to kiss your precious troubles behind
Take a breath and count to death and last a little longer this time.
Oh, it’ll drain you of every drop you find.
Mercy is begging to the reaper to steal its time.
Take a crack and give it 
back and then pretend you’re falling in line.
Take the day and let if fade and kill that little piece of your mind
Oh, it will haunt you as you fake your sleep.
Darkness is friends with the lovers that you try to keep.
Silently darkness is chasing the day
Ashes to ashes, the firelight falls to decay
Burgundy hands can’t wash all these remnants away
Grey light breaks through the black night and covers the pain.
Life Gone Write 