Round and round all twists and knots
Oozing with evil and drowning in shots
Nothing makes sense, people speaking in tongues
I cough up something black, swear at the pain in my lungs
Fuzzy and cloudy, not one thing is clear
All the time I am struggling the devil screams in my ear
A pint then a chaser then a shot to top off
They try to not serve me, I leave with a scoff
The night is pitch black except the fag in my hand
I\'m stumbling looking for a drink in a bar where I haven\'t been banned
The devils still shouting and his demons approach
I hear that they pray on the down, the easy to poach
My liver is dying, my lungs are pure black
But with a drink I\'ll forget this, just one, quick knocked back
The demons are pulling, they tear at my skin
The veil between world\'s becoming increasingly thin
The light hurts my eyes but my heart soars with joy
A pub I\'m not banned, the happy cowboy
A whisky for warmth and a gin free from sin
Tapping his scythe on the floor behind me is death, Mr grimm
My life is no more, loved ones are forgotten
Their help not returned, everything touched turned rotten
The haze and the fog, the confusion within
The down and the down one massive tailspin
The devil he shouts aware that soon I\'ll be his for the keep
I\'m to far gone, to mixed up to even let out a weep
He\'s there all the time in the liquid I drink
At the bottom of each glass, evil face, evil thoughts and one hellish wink