Evil Dead - Sloe - d**h lyrics

Keep it cold on the rocks for me Who needs food with 100 proof of whiskey Pa** of d**h I drink for fun the godless one Addiction to the deadly one To rob my breath The lying age of liquid rage To burn my soul from its rotten cage And burn in hell Need anesthesia craving some booze Pulsating rain I ain't gonna lose Don't want to think I just want to drink I'm hearing voices scream bring me pain Remember my name-drink the blood not in vain Self destruction from grain-man made inhumane Staring at the ceiling from a hospital bed Condition critical and damn near dead I shed a tear Maybe I'll learn admit to my sin But all I can think of is the taste of gin I let d**h in Serosis of the liver thinning my blood Regretting every minute but it sure tastes good My d**h I choose Sloe d**h My suicide I choose the way I died Sloe d**h The quickest way to the other side Sloe d**h Addiction to the godless deadly brew Sloe d**h The only way for me and you