Richie Barshay Follow

Suicide is slow with liquor
Take a bottle drain your sorrows
Then it floods away tomorrows
Await 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 saw can mean hell on this earth, hell on this earth

Now you live inside a bottle
The reaper's traveling at full throttle
He's catching you but you don't see
The reaper is you and the reaper is me

Breaking laws, knocking 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
Oh now people you really know where its at
You gotta get your place now
You gotta get your place now
Alright

Wine is fine but whiskey's quicker
Suicide is slow with liquor
Take a bottle drown your sorrows
Then it floods away tomorrows
Take me away tomorrow
[Incomprehensible]
Look back, look back, look back

Take me away, tomorrow, tomorrow

Take me away, tomorrow, tomorrow

Suicide is slow with liquor
Take a bottle drain your sorrows