Hi, I'm
Wine is fine, but whiskey's quicker
Suicide is slow with liquor
Take your bottle,
drown your sorrows
Then it floods away to morrows
Evil
thoughts and evil doings
Culled 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, what's to blame,
and you're wondering why
When you ask from your cares,
give me life and you'll know
What you so carefully never deserve
Never deserve
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 law, knocking door,
but there's no one at home
Made you bend at your head,
but you lie there and moan
Way too high,
suicide is the only way out
Don't you know what it's really about?
Wine is fine, but whiskey is quicker
Suicide is slow and political
Take your bottle, drown your sorrows
Then it floods away tomorrow
Now you live inside a bottle
The Reaper's traveling
at full throttle
He's touching you, but you don't see
The reaper's you and the
reaper is me
Away to Moros
Away to Moros you