Black Holy Whiskey - Pure Fake Heaven

Текст песни

I woke up this morning, found nothing better
To do than go down' n deeper into the blues
So I wore my worst smile, told massive lies
Mama don't try some booze over me
Now slinging darkwater, see, with no bullets
Seeking for Moses but to hell am I going
Seeing the blue sky, the world going black
Maybe I'm just going mad

But suddenly, a sweet wind blows
In the streets and on my thoughts
The sun makes peace with the sky
It's pure fake heaven, yeah!
Play hard, don't listen to me!
I'm just a minority
Whisp your deal in devils ear
His words back pay fer, yeah
Sometimes everything I need
Is some thing, that does not exist
So again, hold my feet to
This pure fake heaven!

So, the distant cold outside
Ride this upon the lawn with eyes
But there is not eyes in my glass
My head is a mess
I walk and I stumble
In a dark jungle
Trying to remember
My own address
So in this troubled kingdom
No place for wisdom
My heart's in New Orleans
Believe'n doin a lag
The lad just don't knows where he's at

But suddenly, a sweet wind blows
In the streets and on my thoughts
The sun makes peace with the sky
It's pure fake heaven, yeah!
Play hard, don't listen to me!
I'm just a minority
Whisp your deal in devils ear
His words back pay fer, yeah
Sometimes everything I need
Is some thing, that does not exist
So again, hold my feet to
This pure fake heaven!

Play hard, don't listen to me!
I'm just a minority
Whisp your deal in devils ear
His words back pay fer, yeah
Sometimes everything I need
Is some thing, that does not exist
So again, hold my feet to
This pure fake heaven!

Play hard, don't listen to me!
I'm just a minority
Whisp your deal in devils ear
His words back pay fer, yeah
Sometimes everything I need
Is some thing, that does not exist
So again, hold my feet to
This pure fake heaven!