…soitan sulle Mut joka kerta Jim Beam vaa kuiskaa ja kertoo kuinka sut on luotu mulle Mä lukitsen mun tunteet sulta Mut tilaan samal whiskeyn tuplana (Aye) Tiiän nyt jo että itteni murran (Yeah) Mut mitä päätöstä nyt…

…you is a lifetime maybe two Last words you said was I love you Chorus Where have you gone I can hear your whispers in the dawn Where have you gone Can you hear my whispers in the dawn I don't wanna fight no more There's nothing fighting for I'll join you soon now anyday pain is so deep when you're away Chorus…

…Howl of a coyote wakes up a man, A haggard shadow in this wasted land. Vultures rise with the scorching sun. A dry wind blows in a silent town. Some Whiskey to clear his head And some for the brothers who are dead…

…It's another summer night Nothing seems to be so right 'Cause dinner with my boyfriend turned again to be a fight And like this is not enough I end up walking in the rain All wet and lonely thinking only what went…

…drink I drink I drink I drink And i dont wanna even think I drink I drink I drink all the time Well I had a lots of money But now I have it at all I have spent all my money To the whiskey and beer and thats why im playing in here So I drink I drink I drink I drink And i dont wanna even think I drink I drink I drink drink my wine…

…On this magical dawn the colours of autumn are reflected by a light A light that has been captured for years in oblivion of time Circles of time are raging now so his powers are slowly dying Before the coldness rapes…

…WHITE STAIRS VERSE: Such a common thing to die, isn't it? we just cannot know everybody Just numbers in a gossip When I'm done I might have a stone, home of bones for my own, yeah Stayin' under the green Sitting…

…be your bunny hole day. My friends have become cheerleaders, they are interested,' o cute guys, and everything, which feeds them. its now a rainy evening, I stay home and think, of days in the spanish climat. Mornings were just fun, take a coffee, and lay under the sun. At the white sandbeaches, only wine bottles drinking.…

…whiskey can't cure Ride Through the crossfire Ride Through the flames, like a predator in the night The eagles fly into eternal sunset The heroes die, dying for their pride Awoken to heavy galloping I heard the…